Time seems to pass extremely slowly at this moment.
The green flame replaced the red flame, tempering the black bones bit by bit.
The aroma of medicine fills the air, and spiritual energy surges around.
Ye Xiyue held her breath and stared straight ahead, not daring to make any omissions.
Through the flames, she vaguely noticed that there seemed to be some kind of change on the bones.
That's——
Song Zheng's soul began to truly merge with the skeleton!
Realizing this, Ye Xiyue's heart beat violently, a roaring sound came from her chest, and her ears buzzed.
As long as she can hold on until the end, Song Zheng will definitely succeed in rebuilding his body this time!
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The spiritual energy in Ye Xiyue's body had actually been almost exhausted, but the cyan flame did not seem to be affected, burning blazingly from beginning to end.
Not long ago, she was unable to control the cyan flame freely, but now she is obviously much better.
She could even use this to help Song Zheng undergo the final physical training.
Maybe... it has something to do with what happened in the Desert of Prisoners?
This thought flashed through Ye Xiyue's mind, and her attention was still focused on Song Zheng.
Although she couldn't see clearly, she saw a blurry figure in the flames.
She took a deep breath, and green flames poured into the medicine cauldron from her palms, wrapping the figure.
Emperor Shitian moved his wrist slightly, and the spiritual power gathered in his palm quietly dispersed.
She actually...really made it through...
He looked at her, her little face was still pale, and before he could wipe off the blood at the corner of her mouth, her fine forehead hair was scattered, wet with sweat, and stuck to her forehead.
It was really embarrassing.
However, only those eyes were astonishingly bright.
At a certain moment, Emperor Shitian actually felt that her eyes were brighter than the firelight.
Suddenly, a breeze blew, and the barrier under Emperor Shitian's cloth shook.
He immediately noticed something was wrong and raised his head slightly.
This mountain was quiet, remote, and steep. He had just enveloped and controlled the entire mountain, but at this time, the barrier suddenly fluctuated.
Circles of light ripples slowly spread around.
His eyes narrowed dangerously.
The energy of heaven and earth...why did it suddenly start to become restless?
Just as he was thinking, Ye Xiyue's side was finally coming to an end.
Among the green flames, a figure emerged, gradually taking on a clear appearance.
The first thing that appeared was a hand.
Those are the hands of an old man, old but full of strength!
Then, there was a face - it was a face that Ye Xiyue was quite familiar with.
Song Zheng!
He was hanging in the air, wearing a gray robe, with his eyes closed, looking like he was asleep.
Ye Xiyue's heart beat rapidly.
——It’s done!
Actually... it really happened!
However, as soon as the smile reached the corners of her lips, it suddenly froze.
Because she suddenly realized that something seemed wrong!
Logically speaking, Song Zheng's physical body has been reshaped and he should wake up at this time.
But there was still no movement from his side.
Why, how could this happen...
The wind seemed to be blowing harder, making her clothes rustle.
Suddenly, she felt something and raised her head suddenly!
Wow——!
The surging energy of heaven and earth is gathering towards this mountain!
She can even hear the sounds of those energy surges!
And these... all seem to be heading towards Song Zheng!
Ye Xiyue was stunned, and her waist suddenly tightened.