Yan Shi and his group anxiously gathered next to the altar, witnessing Xuan Yuan’s seemingly unperturbed deanor, Yan Shi could not resist asking: "Judgnt Chief, are you confident in restoring Ah Dai?"
Xuan Yuan shook his head, and said calmly, "I’m not sure. However, if even the Pope can’t heal him, I’m afraid no one on this continent could. He’s basically on death’s door."
A holy aura suddenly emanated, and a white figure abruptly appeared before the altar in the Prayer Temple. The overwhelming divine energy made Yan Shi’s group develop an awe-inspiring feeling. They instinctively bowed their heads, not daring to look directly at the newcor.
The Pope, who was assisting Xuan Yue in her training, imdiately used his Holy Magic Transportation upon receiving the notice from the Holy Judge. Seeing his brother Xuan Yuan, he was taken aback. Xuan Yuan was dressed as usual, but he was now wearing a large bamboo hat.
Xuan Yuan said curtly, "Lord Pope."
The Pope acknowledged with a deep and asked, "Judgnt Chief, what made you wear a hat, as far as I know, you are not into such habits."
Xuan Yuan appeared calm and nonchalant as he replied, "The sun is quite harsh outside, wearing a hat prevents my skin from turning darker."
The Pope was surprised once again, a knowing smirk surfaced on his face, he glanced over Yan Shi’s group and Ah Dai on the altar, "And who are these people? It’s my first ti seeing you bring outsiders."
Although Ah Dai’s charred skin had been removed, his long black hair could not be restored. Perhaps out of retaliation, Xuan Yuan had shaved Ah Dai’s hair off, just like his own. Ah Dai lay there, looking pale. With just one glance, the Pope knew this young man was critically injured and was on the verge of death.
Xuan Yuan said, "Lord Pope, I have to trouble you to save him. He’s the lad you were talking about."
The Pope was taken aback and frowned, "What? You injured him? I told you just to test his abilities. You’re not a young man anymore, you should know how to control your strength."
Thinking about the incident that day, Xuan Yuan couldn’t help but huff coldly, "Let’s be clear, I didn’t injure him. He hurt himself. If you don’t believe , ask his friends here."
The Pope glanced at Yan Shi’s group. He knew his brother, despite his odd temperant, never lied. He walked up to Ah Dai and checked his pulse. Under his deliberate invocation, the divine energy began probing Ah Dai’s body. Ah Dai was engulfed in a faint white light, making Yan Shi’s group grow even more anxious.
After a while, the Pope released Ah Dai’s hand, his face revealing a shocked expression. He murmured, "That’s impossible! He should be dead. How is he still alive?"
Upon hearing the Pope’s words, Yan Shi almost collapsed. With no regard for the Pope’s status, he begged anxiously, "Lord Pope, I beseech you, save my brother."
The Pope raised his hand to stop him from speaking more and thought for a while, he then asked, "Don’t worry, even if you hadn’t asked, I would have tried to save him. Has he consud any treasures of heaven and earth before? You guys need to recount the incident in detail so I can choose the best thod to save him."
Yan Shi shook his head and said, "I don’t know if he’s consud such things. That day, the Judgnt Chief suddenly appeared..." Imdiately, Yan Shi recounted what he had witnessed. Upon hearing his narration, the Pope’s face changed drastically. He stared at Ah Dai, his gaze flickering . He was clearly aware of his brother’s abilities, and it was unheard of for such a young man, barely twenty years old, to invoke celestial phenona for attack, aside from the highest level of Holy Magic from the church. Yet, Ah Dai had managed to achieve this using martial arts. He turned his gaze from Ah Dai to Xuan Yuan, as if waiting for him to confirm Yan Shi’s recounting.
Xuan Yuan snorted. He knew that his appearance would eventually be revealed to the Pope. He pulled off his bamboo hat and said, "What are you looking at? If you’re so capable, try taking his Lightning Strike head-on without preparation. I dare to bet you wouldn’t fare much better than ."
The Pope saw that his brother’s hair and beard were gone, and even his eyebrows were sparse. He was taken aback. His gaze then shifted between the severely injured Ah Dai and the Yan Shi brothers, and he burst into laughter, "Ah! Brother, you...you look like a shell-less egg. And these four are just the sa, looking like a family. Did you take them as apprentices?"
Feeling his face heat up, Xuan Yuan shouted angrily, "What’s with all this idle talk? Will you save him or not? If not, I might as well kill him with one blow, giving him a swift death."
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