Reactions from the outside world vary, and everything is said.
Everything that happened that day spread gradually as people from the far north returned.
Everyone knows that there is still a god-level powerhouse in the Realm of the Gods, and he is one of the people who fought in that shocking battle ten thousand years ago.
It's just because it was so long ago that everyone lacks understanding of what happened back then, and it's not possible to determine who it is for a while.
After all, there are quite a few god-level experts participating in the war of gods.
In addition to the leaders of the three major aristocratic families at the time, there were also many powerful men at the elder level of powerful clans and sects as well as casual cultivators who participated in that war.
And Ye Xiyue's spiritual root was taken away by him!
Since that person is willing to spend so much effort to snatch Ye Xiyue's spiritual root, who knows whether he will regain his original true strength and become a god?
If this is true, then he is the undisputed strongest person in the realm of gods!
What will happen when the time comes?
Countless people began to inquire about that person's origins.
Ye Xiyue, who had faced off against him at that time, was undoubtedly the one who knew him best and was the most likely to guess his identity first.
However, Ye Xiyue has now fallen into a coma, and everything has fallen into an intractable dilemma.
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Kamikaze Cliff.
Xiaobai left the window sill and came to the next room.
Opening the door, Xiao Jin and Zi Huang Long with golden eyes were waiting in the room. When they heard the noise, they both looked over at once, looking inquiringly.
Seeing Xiao Bai's expression, they had actually guessed the result, but Xiao Jin still held on to a little hope and asked: "How is it?"
Xiaobai sat down on the chair next to him and shook his head dejectedly.
The room became quiet.
Xiao Jin glanced towards the courtyard outside: "Aren't those two from the Medicine Clan been giving her medicine recently? What did they say?"
Xiaobai sighed.
Ye Xiyue had been in a coma. In the first few days, her condition was critical and she couldn't feed the elixir no matter what. Emperor Shitian asked the two men to boil a mild decoction first, and he carefully fed it in little by little.
Now, although she can swallow the pill, Lu Xuan and the others dare not give it to her rashly.
Ye Xiyue's spiritual root was taken away, her Dantian was depleted, and all the blood power in her body was consumed. In addition, she was severely injured and her body was very weak.
They were worried that using too strong medicine would make her condition worse, so recently they have been using the mildest decoctions that can replenish blood and replenish qi.
No one knows when she will wake up.
Including the two top alchemists in the realm of gods.
Xiao Jin paced back and forth and couldn't help but murmured: "Is there really no other way? Her injury was caused by a god-level expert. Does it also require an alchemist of the same level to cure it?"
But where can I find existences of this level now?
Although Lu Xuan and Yao Songbai are powerful, they have never crossed that threshold.
But his words reminded Xiao Bai. He was startled for a moment, then suddenly raised his head: "Ancestor!"
Xiao Jin was stunned: "What?"
Xiaobai clenched his fists excitedly, his eyes shining: "Why did I forget this! We can't help it, but it doesn't mean that our ancestors don't have it!"
Others don't know it, but he knows it best. In the ancient battlefield under the Sea of Souls, he and his master's ancestors both left an aura there!
Maybe they know something?
The more Xiaobai thought about it, the more hopeful he felt, and he ran directly out the door.