"Take your time," Zhu Xing E said. He knew there must have been some twists and turns involved. At the very least, the information Huang Xiao provided was more detailed and accurate than what they had gathered from the Ghost Spirit Sect.
"I saw the stone coffin where that man slept in the Ghost Capital," Huang Xiao said. "But at the time, touching the Supreme Ghost Stele had almost exhausted my essence blood. I suddenly lost consciousness and practically died."
"What? Your essence blood?" At Huang Xiao's words, Zhu Xing E immediately came to his side, took his wrist, and examined him.
"Your essence blood was depleted this badly?" Zhu Xing E exclaimed in shock.
He had assumed Huang Xiao had merely suffered ordinary injuries, so he had not paid much attention.
But this was different. Huang Xiao's essence blood had been damaged.
Had the damage been slight, he might have been able to recover slowly with time.
But the extent of Huang Xiao's current damage clearly exceeded that limit.
Huang Xiao was the hope of their Heavenly Demon Hall. With his essence blood damaged at a time like this, he would have no chance at all of competing for the Hall Master's Seat.
"Hall Master, please don't be so alarmed. I can restore my essence blood," Huang Xiao said.
"Restore your essence blood? How is that possible?" Zhu Xing E murmured. Then his expression shifted slightly. "Could it be because of the Supreme Ghost Stele?"
I don't recall ever hearing that the Supreme Ghost Stele can restore essence blood. Before Huang Xiao could speak, Zhu Xing E silently wondered again.
The only thing in the world that could restore a person's essence blood and regenerate it was Senior Immortal Alchemist's Longevity and Imperishability Scripture from back then.
He had