"Young master, let me help you."
Elder Zhang, whose injuries had already healed considerably, hurried to Xu Taiping's side and tried to help him take his medicine.
"Elder Zhang, please don't come any closer."
Xu Taiping shook his head, then slowly lowered his raised hand and fed himself a Dragon Blood Pill and a drop of Immortal Spirit Marrow.
Only after finishing all this did he turn toward Elder Zhang beside him. With the flesh on his face only half restored, he gave Elder Zhang a faint smile and said:
"It hurts a little. If you come too close, I'm afraid my resolve will waver."
Xu Taiping's pain went far beyond the pain of his flesh. There was also the agony of his divine soul being eroded and crushed by heavenly might.
In the past, he could not even have imagined such pain.
After saying this, he looked again at the Heavenly Gate high in the firmament overhead, which was already about to close completely.
Boom!
Just then, after taking the Dragon Blood Pill and Immortal Spirit Marrow, the fluctuations of Xu Taiping's aura suddenly surged.
In the blink of an eye, his utterly depleted qi and blood power was completely restored.
At the same time, the flesh on his body began to grow back at a speed visible to the naked eye.
"Whew..."
After letting out a long breath of stale air that had been pent up in his chest, Xu Taiping used the Thunder Soul Blade for support and slowly rose from the pool of blood.
Crack!
But the instant he straightened, the Thunder Soul Blade in his hand suddenly shattered, scattering fragments all over the ground.
Even an Immortal Weapon like the Thunder Soul Blade had shattered-a testament to the terrifying power of that heavenly might.
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