Alchemy & Martial Supreme

C1019 The Situation Had Worsened



C1019 The Situation Had Worsened

Time flies, in the blink of an eye, three years had passed.    

    

Warm sunlight sprinkled on the ground, bestowing infinite life force on the entire land.    

    

The spring breeze carried the fragrance of flowers, gently blowing across the entire Martial God Sect.    

    

In the sect, all the disciples had panicked expressions. None of them were in the mood to admire the bright sunlight and the scenery of spring returning to the earth.    

    

To them, their hearts were like snow that had yet to melt under the roof. It was cold, and it was a vast expanse of whiteness. They were at a loss and at a loss as to what to do.    

    

"How is Sect Master? Is his condition better?"    

    

A white-browed elder hurriedly ran forward and asked when he saw Cang Yu coming out of Sect Master's room.    

    

Behind him were seven or eight elders with haggard faces. They looked at Cang Yu with anticipation, hoping to get some good news from him.    

    

Shaking his head, Cang Yu helplessly said, "The situation has become even more serious!"    

    

"Sect Master's breathing was intermittent, but now he has completely lost his breath."    

    

"Maybe Sect Master's body is already dead. You all must be mentally prepared!"    

    

As he spoke, tears seeped out of Cang Yu's red eyes, and his tone was slightly choked with sobs.    

    

Even if the powerful Martial Cultivator didn't breathe, it would still be able to hold on for a long time.    

    

To determine whether a powerhouse was dead or not, it was based on the divine soul space.    

    

Of course, the Martial Cultivator under the Martial Saint wasn't considered a powerhouse. It simply didn't have a divine soul space. If one's body died, it would be a direct death. There was no possibility of survival.    

    

"Ah..." When the elders heard Cang Yu's words, they cried out in shock.    

    

"He was still breathing two days ago. Why is he suddenly gone now?!"    

    

"Quickly think of a way. Do you know any Pill Monarch? Invite them over to let Sect Master take a look!"    

    

The white-browed elder could not accept the cruel reality and shouted loudly.    

    

"I've invited all that is needed. I've invited those that are not supposed to be invited as well. However, none of them could tell. That's why I'm here, let alone treating them! "    

    

Cang Yu sighed. He had already invited the Pill Monarch over to let Sect Master have a look. Most of the Pill Monarch's strength was not as strong as his, and not even Sect Master could tell that Sect Master was a Martial Emperor, let alone see how he was injured.    

    

A small portion of the Pill Monarch could tell Sect Master's identity, but they had no idea that Sect Master was unconscious. They all guessed that something had gone wrong with his divine soul.    

    

However, they had no way to investigate Sect Master's divine soul space. Not to mention finding the problem with Sect Master.    

    

With so many Pill Monarch, compared to Qin Ming's strength, it was not just a little bit.    

    

"Is there any other way?" A few elders asked anxiously.    

    

"There is no other way. I have thought of all the methods I can think of."    

    

Cang Yu said with a bitter smile.    

    

It had been three years since Qin Ming had investigated Sect Master's condition. In these three years, they had found all kinds of ways to treat Sect Master, but it was useless.    

    

The Extreme Ice Liquid, which they had placed great hopes on, had no effect on Sect Master's injuries.    

    

The completely frozen Sect Master's condition continued to worsen.    

    

The white-browed elder slammed the crutch hard onto the ground and said loudly: "Even if you can't think of a way, you must think of one. You can't just wait like this! We must save Sect Master! "    

    

Bai Mei's legs were originally fine. However, Sect Master's condition worsened day by day. His legs were so anxious that they were unable to move. He had no choice but to use the crutch to walk.    

    

The white-browed elder was not the only one with such a problem. The other elders were more or less having some problems with their bodies.    

    

No pill could cure this kind of illness unless Sect Master could wake up.    

    

This was a mental illness.    

    


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