Ye Fan couldn't help but twitch his lips as he looked at the two familiar figures in the air…
Master Xie Yan casually made a move, and the blood ball flew into his hand.
In an instant, there was no sound.
The blood ball returned to its original size, not moving quietly…
The two esteemed elders landed back on the ground with the blood ball.
"Hmm?" Master Xie Yan let out a soft sound, "This thing seems to be formed by a mixture of life essence and curses or something."
"Master, you also study curses?" Elder the Second asked curiously.
"Curses?" Master Xie Yan was clearly stunned, "No? Strange, why would I say that?"
After saying this, Master Xie Yan desperately patted his temples.
He looked very pained.
"My head hurts so much!"
Elder the Second quickly took out a black pill and stuffed it into Master Xie Yan's mouth.
Liang Rujing and others subconsciously covered their noses.
The foul stench emanating from Elder the Second's black pill was several times more intense than that of the black blood ball!
Let alone eating it.
Just smelling it once almost sent them away…
The pill melted instantly in his mouth, and Master Xie Yan's headache disappeared.
"Thank you," Master Xie Yan quickly said gratefully.
"We are good friends, why be so polite," Elder the Second replied indifferently, then pointed at the blood ball, "But this thing doesn't look very safe…"
"Makes sense!" Master Xie Yan nodded, his left eyeball spinning wildly.
"Whoosh—!"
A red light shot out from Master Xie Yan's left eye!
As soon as the blood ball touched the red light, it disappeared!
"Elder the Second, why are you two here?" Ye Fan called out, handing each of them a slice of watermelon.
"Oh, we sensed some movement here earlier and came to take a look," the two elders said while munching on watermelon.
"Who are these two seniors…?" Liang Feifan secretly tugged at Liang Dekui's sleeve and whispered.
Honestly, he was truly scared.
Even in his prime, he wouldn't have been confident in dealing with that blood ball.
After all, curses were too advanced for him.
But in the end, a red light from someone's eyes solved it?
And besides, the two elders, in his eyes, only had Golden Core and Foundation Establishment cultivation levels.
But he would never be naive enough to believe that was their true strength!
The moment the red light appeared, he couldn't help but tremble.
It was an indescribable feeling.
But his intuition clearly told him that if that red light had landed on him, his fate would have been the same as the blood ball!
These were definitely two super-experts!
The so-called Golden Core and Foundation Establishment were just illusions!
Liang Dekui quietly and simply explained the matter of the two elders.
"So that's how it is…" Liang Feifan nodded in realization, then glared at Liang Dekui, "Why didn't you tell me we had such seniors in the palace?"
Liang Dekui almost cried!
Was this his fault?!
Every time he tried to mention it before, you interrupted him!
But out of respect for seniority, Liang Dekui could only endure silently…
Liang Feifan felt that his opportunity had arrived!
Now that the two seniors were teaching the alchemists in the Dan Tower, it meant they had a good impression of the royal family.
If these two powerful beings were to make a move, his life might still be saved!
It's just that these senior experts usually have eccentric temperaments…
If I speak directly, they might not agree…
Just as Liang Feifan was agonizing over this, the gaze of the two elders also fell on him.
"Brother, you're very badly injured?" Elder the Second approached and stared intently at Liang Feifan's face.
"Indeed, very badly, almost dying," Master Xie Yan agreed with a nod.
The familiar opening.
The familiar taste.
Ye Fan immediately cast a look of pity at Liang Feifan.
Liang Feifan was instantly shocked!
They saw my current condition with just one glance?!
Hiss—!
It seems I'm saved!
"Don't speak, you're too weak right now," Elder the Second picked Liang Feifan up, "Talking casually will accelerate your death!"
"That's right," Master Xie Yan leaned his head over, looking at Liang Feifan with a gentle expression, "But don't worry, Elder the Second and I will definitely cure you!"
Seeing this scene, Ye Fan, Liang Rujing, and Liang Dekui instinctively rubbed their arms.
What a sight this was!
Elder the Second was holding Liang Feifan in a princess carry…
Master Xie Yan was looking at Liang Feifan with a gentle and affectionate gaze…
Can't watch anymore!
My eyes will go blind!
…
Thus, the three esteemed elders departed amidst Ye Fan and the others' goosebumps.
Lying in Elder the Second's embrace, Liang Feifan was extremely excited.
Amidst his excitement, he also felt a little strange.
Especially when he noticed his eyelids, which had started to twitch uncontrollably at some point…
Completely unable to stop…
…
Ten thousand miles east of the Imperial City.
In the mountains, there was a small village.
The village was not large, with only about a thousand inhabitants.
The environment here was very good.
Green mountains, clear waters, birds singing and flowers fragrant, a perfect paradise.
It's just that the people living here all had strange talismans carved on their bodies.
It made people feel very uncomfortable!
In the ancestral hall of the village.
"Crack, crack…"
Several life tablets shattered…
In a cave north of the village.
Dozens of villagers were dancing around an altar, muttering something as they danced.
It looked like some kind of sacrificial ritual.
On the altar, there was a wooden board, and on the board lay a skeleton.
Unlike ordinary human bones, this skeleton had a strange pale green color.
Dense and eerie talismans floated on the surface of the bones.
The talismans seemed alive, constantly moving on the surface of the skeleton. Da Feng Novel Network
After dancing for a while, the villagers took out small bone knives and cut their palms.
Blood dripped from their palms onto the white bones.
After doing this, the villagers sat cross-legged on the ground.
A strange connection seemed to be established between their bodies and the white bones, controlling the flowing blood to condense into the embryonic form of a talisman.
A leader-like figure stood aside, quietly observing all this.
As if sensing something, he turned his head and glanced towards the cave entrance.
Several villagers appeared in his sight, slowly walking towards them.
"Clan leader, Murong Tie and the others are dead," one of the villagers said softly after approaching.
"Dead?" The clan leader was clearly stunned, then nodded, "I know."
Honestly, Murong Tie's death did surprise him a bit.
But it was no longer important.
Thinking this, he looked towards the altar.