Capítulo 1775: Chapter 1774: Grief and Despair
“Young Master Feng, there is indeed an urgent matter that requires your assistance,” Wu Hao said gravely.
“Speak freely, President,” Feng Wuchen nodded.
Wu Hao recounted the situation of Young Master Duanmu, urgently saying, “Young Master Duanmu is severely injured, his soul body has been damaged, and the Healing Pill is useless. Even the powerful Divine Elent cannot restore his injuries. With the Grand Elder’s soul power, it is very difficult to heal Young Master Duanmu’s soul body.”
“Do you know the Sky Void Divine Palace?” Feng Wuchen asked.
“I am an old acquaintance of the forr Hall Master of the Sky Void Divine Palace, and Duanmu Xuan is like a half-grandson to . We are truly helpless, so we’ve co to seek your help, Young Master Feng,” Gao Moyang said.
Feng Wuchen shrugged and said, “Grand Elder, you must understand, I am rely a God-King Level Alchemist. If you are powerless, I am even less capable.”
“This…” Gao Moyang was left speechless.
What Feng Wuchen said was not unreasonable. Although Feng Wuchen was an exceptional alchemist, he was ultimately only a God-King Level Alchemist, and his soul power was not even as strong as a Divine Monarch Level Alchemist.
“Young Master Feng, can you refine a powerful Healing Pill?” Wu Hao quickly asked.
“Elixirs are already ineffective. With his soul body injured, his physical body is as good as destroyed. If it weren’t for the Grand Elder’s dicine stabilizing the injuries, he would likely have died long ago,” Feng Wuchen shook his head and replied.
“Young Master Feng, you have profound insight in the Alchemy Dao, is there really no other way?” Gao Moyang was still unwilling to give up.
“I don’t know either, take to have a look,” Feng Wuchen said.
Wu Hao and the three Grand Elders were overjoyed.
“Ti is of the essence, let’s depart imdiately,” Wu Hao urged.
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Sky Void Divine Palace.
Outside a magnificent palace, a group of people were anxious, their faces filled with worry, as if in utter chaos.
“Xuan’er, you must hold on, don’t let anything happen to you!” A beautiful woman wiped her tears away as she spoke sorrowfully.
“Elder Gao’s dicine has already lost its effectiveness; Xuan’er’s injuries are becoming more severe. If this continues, Xuan’er’s soul will dissipate. Ruoshui, hasn’t your grandfather co out yet?” In front of the grand hall, Hall Master Duanmu Xiong anxiously asked.
“Grandfather hasn’t responded at all; it should be a critical mont in his breakthrough,” Duanmu Ruoshui shook her head disappointedly, feeling helpless and extrely uncomfortable.
“Damn it! That old bastard, does he not care about his grandson? How can he still try to break through! You damn fool, if Xuan’er dies, I’ll cut all ties with you!” Duanmu Xiong roared angrily, unleashing a terrifying aura, his face becoming distorted.
“Hall Master, please remain calm. The three Divine Monarch level Alchemists have not yet co out, they should be able to stabilize the Young Master’s injuries,” an elder consoled.
“Didn’t Elder Gao and others go to the Wushuang Divine Palace to seek help from Young Master Feng? Why haven’t they arrived yet?” Another elder anxiously asked, looking out towards the palace entrance, his eyes filled with longing.
“Grandpa Gao, please hurry,” Duanmu Ruoshui prayed in her heart.
Duanmu Xuan was on the brink of death, a mont away from losing his life.
“Hall Master, Lord Situ and the others have co out.”
At that mont, soone suddenly reported loudly in the crowded hall.
Hearing this, Duanmu Xiong and the others imdiately turned their eyes towards the palace gates, where three elders were slowly walking out.
“Brother Situ, how is Xuan’er’s condition?” Duanmu Xiong asked anxiously.
The leading elder sighed and said, “Sky Void Hall Master, we have done our best. Duanmu Xuan’s soul body is severely damaged, and the soul power of the three of us cannot repair it. I’m afraid only an Alchemist at the Divine Emperor Level could stabilize Duanmu Xuan’s soul body. If Elder Duanmu could exit seclusion in ti, there might still be a glimr of hope.”
“Boom!”
Situ Alchemist’s words fell like a thunderbolt, exploding in the ears of Duanmu Xiong and the others.
“Divine Emperor Level…” Duanmu Xiong was dumbfounded, appearing deeply stricken, feeling as if ten thousand swords were piercing his heart.
“Then the Young Master… is dood?” An elder said in a deep voice, his old face filled with extre disappointnt.
“Xuan’er…” The beautiful woman started crying bitterly in grief, her sadness reaching the point of unconsciousness.
“Madam! Madam!” Duanmu Xiong, alard, imdiately supported the beautiful woman.
“Mother!” Duanmu Ruoshui’s sadness intensified.
Duanmu Xuan was dood beyond salvation, and the beautiful woman’s fainting only added to the tragedy.
“Lord Situ, where can we find a Divine Emperor Level Alchemist? Please try to think of sothing else,” with beautiful eyes looking at the three Alchemists, Duanmu Ruoshui pleaded tearfully.
The three Divine Monarch level Alchemists helplessly shook their heads.
“Is my brother really beyond saving?” Duanmu Ruoshui closed her eyes in despair, unable to control her sorrowful emotions any longer.
At this mont, Duanmu Xiong and the others despaired.
The atmosphere of sadness and despair perated the air, heavy and oppressive.
“Let go in and take a look.” At this mont, an old yet authoritative voice sounded out, a vigorous aura spreading wildly, enveloping the entire Divine Palace.
“Grandfather! Grandfather has co out of seclusion!” Duanmu Ruoshui cheered, as if seeing a lifeline.
“The old Hall Master has co out of seclusion! The Young Master is saved! He is saved!” The people of the Sky Void Divine Palace suddenly cheered excitedly.
“A Divine Emperor Level Alchemist! Elder Duanmu has broken through!” The Situ Alchemists were shocked beyond asure.
A black shadow swiftly appeared; it was the forr Hall Master of the Sky Void Divine Palace, Duanmu Zhuiming, whose cultivation had already reached the Seven-Star God Emperor level, a pinnacle in the Star Soul Realm.
The figure swiftly moved into the palace, and the three Divine Monarch level Alchemists hurriedly followed inside.
Duanmu Xiong, Duanmu Ruoshui, and several elders also followed inside.
In the grand hall, Duanmu Zhuiming was channeling powerful soul power into Duanmu Xuan’s body, treating his damaged soul body.
Everyone quietly waited, tense and expectant, but also deeply worried.
“Alas, I’ve co too late. Xuan’er’s soul body is severely damaged; I am also powerless,” Duanmu Zhuiming sighed, shaking his head, his old face appearing as though it had aged several decades, heartbroken and filled with regret.
Duanmu Zhuiming’s words were undoubtedly a Divine Sword, shattering their last hopes without rcy.
“How could this happen… even the old Hall Master can’t save him?” The high-ranking mbers of the Divine Palace felt again plunged into an endless abyss.
“Grandfather, is my brother really beyond saving?” Duanmu Ruoshui’s tears fell again as she cried in sorrow.
“The soul body will soon dissipate…” Duanmu Zhuiming shook his head in grief.
“You old fool! You’ve been in seclusion for half a year and didn’t co out, you killed Xuan’er! What good is breaking through to the Divine Emperor Level Alchemist!” Duanmu Xiong shouted in extre fury at Duanmu Zhuiming.
“Father, don’t be like this, grandfather loved my brother the most, he didn’t intend for this,” Duanmu Ruoshui said painfully.
Duanmu Zhuiming said sadly, “Your father is right, it was I who killed Xuan’er…”
“Why not just transfer his soul to a new body?” Amidst everyone’s sorrow and despair, a calm voice suddenly spoke out.
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