Demon God Seal

Shu Lichuo's expression shifted unpredictably. Since Bai Yu had said so, it proved that resolving this matter was not entirely without risk—and the greatest source of that risk was Ba Longxiang's own willpower!

But Ba Longxiang had already been tormented by the Evil Emperor's power of conversion for a long time. More than half his soul had been contaminated, and now they would add the power of great medicine. The torment produced by the clash of the two...

At that thought, Shu Lichuo's heart filled with fear. She no longer held much hope for Ba Ba'er. After all, he and the Nine-Headed Phoenix Clan were currently within the small world. No matter how anxious she was, she could not force her way inside.

Ba Longxiang could still be saved, but the conditions for his treatment were far too harsh.

Eighth-rank great medicine was already considered a very mild substance to ordinary cultivators. The higher the rank of the great medicine, the gentler its power of distortion became...

"Is there any other way?"

Shu Lichuo lightly bit her pearly teeth, trying to find another glimmer of hope.

"Hehe. If Your Majesty the Holy Empress can find a ninth-rank Great Apothecary and proceed according to my method, perhaps the risk can be lowered a little further."

Bai Yu smiled and shook his head as he spoke casually.

How could the bloodline of Shu Lichuo and the Holy King be ordinary? If Ba Longxiang could not endure even this much risk, then it was simply the calamity he was fated to suffer. Shu Lichuo was only losing her composure because she cared too much.

Still, he could make use of this point to place some restrictions on Ba Longxiang, lest the Royal Court people go back on their word afterward.

"The longer this