Boom!!!
Under the relentless barrage of crushing blows, Yi He's head finally gave way, no matter how hard it was, exploding into a mess of blood and brains.
Though Yi He had reached the fifth realm: heart core, even he could not survive having his head blown apart.
Soon, vast quantities of mysterious blood energy seeped from his corpse, which Lu Mian absorbed.
But Lu Mian's injuries were too severe. In the end, he could not hold on and passed out.
At that moment, Nangong Zheyue turned toward Wushu and the others.
She seemed to invoke some power. Everything went black before their eyes, and Wushu and the others lost consciousness, falling into a deep sleep.
For a moment.
Deep within the Moon Crater, Nangong Zheyue was the only being who remained conscious.
Silver light radiated from her entire body as she shrank, slowly returning to human form.
"Is it really him...?"
"Why is he like this...?"
"Too many memories are still missing."
Nangong Zheyue gazed at the unconscious Lu Mian and shook her head slightly.
Several days later.
Lu Mian slowly awoke from his coma.
"Fuck... that hurts."
As he woke, excruciating pain tore through his entire body.
His battle with Yi He had probably left him with the worst injuries he had suffered since transmigrating. Puncture wounds covered his body, leaving him in a horrific state.
Without the undying jade marrow, he would have been dead beyond any hope of saving.
Lu Mian glanced around and found himself lying on a white jade bed inside a stone hall.
The jade bed released gentle spiritual energy that constantly seeped into his body, nourishing his wounds.
After confirming that he was safe, Lu Mian took the elixirs from his Storage Ring. Controlling them with his soul, he opened his