Mini World Game ConsoleEvil Dragon Crazy Soldier King Chapter 1852 - 1853: Hospital Room

Old Master Wang refused to return to Earth Space, preferring to remain in the Jianmu Tree Hole, secluded for cultivation.

Xue Mingtai and An Zichen were both taken aback, and Cristina and Sword Emperor rushed over upon hearing the news.

Old Master Wang chuckled: "There's no use persuading , my mind is made up."

"I plan to live in seclusion here with Jianmu, consuming these Spiritual Fruits and Wondrous Flowers daily, absorbing nature's spiritual energy, perhaps extending my life by several hundred years."

"If it goes on like this, perhaps I'll achieve successful cultivation, and my Martial Arts Realm might ascend another level."

An Zichen and Xue Mingtai exchanged glances.

Both felt that Old Master Wang's words made a lot of sense.

However, in this God Ruins, empty and devoid of people, with the old man staying here alone, it truly worried them.

Jianmu approached everyone with a slight smile.

"Don't worry, the old gentleman happens to have as a companion, talking with each other, it's not lonely at all."

After speaking, Jianmu produced a small banyan tree from the palm of his hand and handed it to Xue Mingtai.

"This small avatar is a gift for you, plant it anywhere you like."

"In this way, you can speak to and Old Master Wang at any ti."

Xue Mingtai was overjoyed at once; Jianmu's gift was indeed grand.

This ant a Jianmu Divine Tree would take root on Earth Space.

No matter where it's planted, Jianmu can extract Heaven and Earth Vital Energy from the void.

In this way, where Jianmu exists will beco the best place for martial artists to cultivate.

Xue Mingtai thanked Jianmu sincerely, and carefully stored away this small banyan tree.

Jianmu casually drew a vortex-shaped circular archway, gesturing for them to proceed.

"Alright, there's no ti to waste, let send you back."

Xue Mingtai bid farewell to Jianmu with a salute and stepped through the circular archway, disappearing imdiately.

Behind him, An Zichen carried Yang Fei, and Sword Emperor and Cristina followed suit, stepping into the circular archway, their forms disappeared.

Three days later, An Zichen, Xue Mingtai, Sword Emperor, and others returned to Yannan.

However, upon exiting the God Ruins, Cristina parted ways with them, her whereabouts unknown.

Seeing Yang Fei still unconscious, An Zichen, not daring to alert others, took him to Yannan No.1 People's Hospital.

After expert consultation, Yannan No.1 People's Hospital conducted a series of conventional rescue asures and determined Yang Fei to be in a vegetative state, requiring long-term hospitalization.

In the blink of an eye, three months passed.

During these three months, An Zichen and Xue Mingtai visited Yang Fei almost every day.

Yet every ti they visited, Yang Fei remained unchanged, his heartbeat steady, breathing strong, but still unconscious.

Nonetheless, An Zichen and Xue Mingtai didn't worry about this guy's safety.

Both noticed Yang Fei's aura subtly changing over ti.

They discovered that, although Yang Fei remained unconscious, the Heaven and Earth Vital Energy in his ward grew increasingly dense.

Whether it was Xue Mingtai and An Zichen or ordinary doctors and nurses, whenever they entered the ward, they felt refreshed and at ease.

Ordinary people couldn't see Heaven and Earth Vital Energy, but Xue Mingtai and An Zichen saw it clearly.

Countless strands of Heaven and Earth Vital Energy surrounded Yang Fei, forming an egg-shaped vortex, resembling a giant egg.

One day, suddenly, dark clouds rolled over the inpatient building of Yannan No.1 People's Hospital.

Lightning like a golden snake drew out long arcs of electricity.

This sudden celestial phenonon imdiately caught An Zichen and Xue Mingtai's attention.

An Zichen stared at the flickering thunder and lightning across the horizon, sowhat at a loss.

"Is Yang Fei's Spirit Martial Realm about to break through?"

Xue Mingtai's expression also appeared dazed.

The Spirit Martial Realm is a realm dreamt of by martial artists throughout the world.

As long as one can break through the Spirit Martial Realm, a martial artist can absorb Heaven and Earth Vital Energy into their body.

From then on, a martial arts practitioner is considered a true cultivator.

However, to break through the Spirit Martial Realm, one must endure the Heavenly Tribulation.

The power of thunder and lightning can purify the body of a cultivator and attract Heaven and Earth Vital Energy.

Yet, the force of the Heavenly Tribulation is extrely dangerous.

Many martial arts practitioners reaching this stage cannot withstand the power of thunder and lightning and often perish.

Xue Mingtai and An Zichen watched the violent force of thunder and lightning pouring down from the sky; both were shocked and changed color.

Xue Mingtai had no ti to answer An Zichen's query and directly rushed towards the inpatient building.

Behind him, An Zichen followed closely,

The two almost simultaneously dashed into the hospital's inpatient building.

They took the elevator, rushing toward the special care ward.

Xue Mingtai reached Yang Fei's room and forcefully pushed the door open.

Imdiately, he was stunned by the scene before him.

The entire patient room was filled with blazing white lightning roaming around.

Countless strands of lightning, like giant pythons, trapped Yang Fei's form, forming a vortex of thunder and lightning.

At the center of the vortex, Yang Fei curled his body, allowing the endless power of thunder and lightning to whip him.

The hospital clothes worn by him had already been torn to shreds by the lightning.

Thin strands of lightning penetrated his skin and erged elsewhere.

Curled up in the lightning vortex, Yang Fei's eyes were firmly shut, seemingly still asleep.

However, Xue Mingtai could tell from Yang Fei's tightly clenched jaw muscles.

Even in a dream, he endured pain that ordinary people couldn't bear.

At so point, An Zichen had arrived behind Xue Mingtai too.

In the room, countless turbulent strands of thunder and lightning surrounded Yang Fei, repeatedly striking and tempering his body.

An Zichen's eyes were full of compassion.

Xue Mingtai felt the air's violent lightning force and couldn't help but gasp.

He pondered to himself.

"If it were , standing in such a fierce storm, I would have long been smashed to pieces."

The two stood there, staring dumbly at the room ravaged by lightning, each lost in thought, unable to speak.

This powerful surge of lightning lasted a full half hour before gradually dissipating.

Yang Fei's body was charred, hair burned clean by the lightning.

His entire body was covered in wounds, wretched beyond words.

He lay there like a discarded rag doll, cast onto the bed.

Unbearably, An Zichen was about to step into the patient room, but Xue Mingtai grabbed her hand.

"Wait a mont!"

At that mont, before their eyes, Yang Fei's body underwent startling changes.

Black hair sprouted from the top of Yang Fei's head.

And his scars gradually faded at a visible pace, new skin erging.

In an instant, Yang Fei was reborn, his skin seemingly even fairer than before.

Most importantly, both An Zichen and Xu Mingcai sensed it.

The Xueqi and Essence Qi in Yang Fei transford into an indescribable aura.

This aura was infinitely close to the Heaven and Earth Vital Energy drifting in the air.

Xue Mingtai stared dumbly at Yang Fei.

After a long while, he finally sighed deeply.

"Jianmu was right; after Phoenix Nirvana, the power becos even stronger."

"If I'm not mistaken, he has already broken through the Spirit Martial Realm."