"Let's go all out! Let's just hope that the High Gods appear soon!"
Due to their understanding of the prophecy, the Hall Masters gritted their teeth and headed to Tata Village to protect Lin Qiye.
The other mbers did not know the details of the sixth branch of the prophecy. However, seeing that all the Hall Masters had made this decision, they could only brace themselves and go together.
When the survivors of the Heavenly God Palace arrived at Tata Village, the unconscious Zhao Yan finally woke up.
In Lin Qiye's residence, Wan ng stayed by Zhao Yan's bed and listened to her murmuring for a long ti. When she saw Zhao Yan had woken up, she quickly called Lin Qiye over.
"Her injuries have stabilized. She'll recover after recuperating for a while."
After Lin Qiye's diagnosis, Wan ng heaved a sigh of relief.
She looked at Zhao Yan, who was still in a daze, and held her hand worriedly.
Lin Qiye's heart was heavy. He wanted to ask Zhao Yan about the Heavenly God Palace after she woke up.
However, the damage to Zhao Yan's soul seed to have affected her greatly.
If he ntioned the Heavenly God Palace in such a dull state, it would cause her to have a ntal breakdown.
"Master, how long will it take for Sister Yan to recover?" Wan ng looked at Lin Qiye and asked worriedly.
Although she was experienced and knowledgeable, she was helpless when it ca to soul problems.
Lin Qiye shook his head. "We can only leave it to fate. I'll try my best to help her adjust the energy in her body. As for the injuries to her soul, it depends on whether she can recover it herself."
There are usually two ways to repair the soul.
The first was self-healing. This process could be fast, or long, or it might never heal. Everything depended on the individual's situation.
Another way was to repair it through soul-healing treasures.
That thing was extrely precious. Even though Lin Qiye had obtained so many resources from the treasury of the four empires, he had not found a single one.
Moreover, even if he did, he would give it to Zhu Yuheng imdiately.
In the following period, Lin Qiye helped Zhao Yan sort out the energy in her body. Even if she did not cultivate, she could still perfectly circulate the energy in her body and reach a state where she could gradually repair herself.
Lin Qiye said to Wan ng, "We don't have much ti left. Prepare yourself and imdiately remove the immortal bone for ."
"Yeah." Wan ng nodded heavily.
The two were clear about the current situation.
The Heavenly God Palace, the strongest line of defense in this world, might have collapsed by now.
Next, they would have to face the strongest demon army.
Without the obstruction of the Heavenly God Palace, it was almost effortless for the demon army to sweep through the secular world.
"I just hope that the Heavenly God Palace can hold on..."
Lin Qiye glanced at Zhao Yan, who had fallen asleep again, then turned around and entered the hall beside him with Wan ng.
"Ready?"
Wan ng's expression was solemn. "Co on."
Lin Qiye sat cross-legged without hesitation.
The divine weapon [Wan] erged from Lin Qiye's body. Wisps of purple light shot out from the petals and went straight into his back.
When the light entered his body, Lin Qiye's expression imdiately beca pained.
He could feel many small forces wrapped around his immortal bone. As more and more light seeped in, he gradually felt sothing that seed to want to pull out his spinal cord.
"Master, don't resist, or I might hurt you."
"Hiss! You make it sound so easy!"
Lin Qiye grimaced in pain. He felt as if his spine was about to be pulled out. The pain penetrated every nerve, causing sweat to fall from his forehead like raindrops.
"No! There's sothing wrong with this immortal bone. It's resisting my power!"
Wan ng was highly focused. After several failed attempts to extract the immortal bone, she realized it was not Lin Qiye resisting her, but the immortal bone itself was extrely resistant to her power.
"Are you joking? I've completely restrained my power. Could my immortal bone develop its own consciousness?"
Lin Qiye's face turned pale from the pain. Wan ng's repeated failures almost made him curse.
"No, no, how could this be? Is this immortal bone really yours, Master?"
Wan ng tried to remove it forcefully again, but after a series of operations, she almost sent Lin Qiye away.
Lin Qiye rolled his eyes and almost fainted. "Didn't I say that this immortal bone is mine? It's mine!"
His voice began to tremble as he spoke. The pain of forcefully removing his spine was far more exaggerated than he had imagined.
"But how is this possible? The power contained in this immortal bone can resist my main body! Although I only have a portion of the old master's divine weapon, even a Celestial Realm powerhouse couldn't have the power to fight my main body!"
Wan ng was stunned.
Back then, even the white-bearded elder from the Heavenly God Palace couldn't do anything to her main body.
But now, she had suffered a setback when dealing with Lin Qiye's immortal bone.
Lin Qiye was only a cultivator at the Human Celestial Stage. No matter how talented he was, his strength was just like that.
Even the white-bearded elder from the Heavenly God Palace could easily crush him. How could Lin Qiye possess such strength?
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