Lanruo indeed had her own selfish motives, but Chen Fan also understood that Purple Moon, with only a sliver of life remaining, would be of no help whatsoever against the Great Calamity even if she awakened during it.
Chen Fan could understand Lanruo's thoughts.
Lanruo looked nervously at Chen Fan. "Chen Fan, I want to ask you to save Purple Moon..."
But Chen Fan smiled at her. "Don't worry. Her true spirit has not yet completely perished... Saving her will not be difficult for me."
As he spoke, Chen Fan turned back toward the ice coffin.
With a wave of his hand, brilliant radiance surged and flashed from his body.
Before merging with the Heavenly Dao, even someone as powerful as Chen Fan had possessed no means of saving Purple Moon.
But now, the myriad Daos under heaven were all within his grasp, including special Daos such as the ultimate Dao of life.
And while holding the myriad Daos in his hand, Chen Fan had also relied on his idle cultivation talent to create innumerable powerful secret arts and divine abilities.
Chen Fan had countless ways to save Purple Moon.
To him, the Purple Moon Secret Realm—or, more precisely, the Purple Moon Sect—had once aided him. Many of his relatives and friends had even been disciples of the Purple Moon Sect, so he did not mind lending such a small hand.
Brilliant spiritual light melted into Purple Moon's body. The deathly aura around her was expelled completely in the blink of an eye, while her originally exceedingly weak aura began to rise at a rapid pace.
Even her formerly pale face gained much more color.
Chen Fan, who had merged with the Heavenly Dao, now held a status comparable even to the True Gods of the outside world, surpassing this