Shangguan Ning couldn't help but take a step forward.
However, as soon as she took this step, an unparalleled pressure suddenly came!
On the ground in front of her, the biting coldness quickly condensed into ice, forming a row of sharp ice spikes!
Shangguan Ning snorted, and her body suddenly became a little more transparent.
Ye Xiyue heard the movement and immediately turned around to look.
"Senior Shangguan?"
Shangguan Ning waved her hand and said softly:
"Don't worry, I...I'm fine..."
She had known that she couldn't get close, so she stayed outside the range. She just watched Ye Xiyue push the coffin lid open. Thinking that the person she had been thinking about for so many years was lying there, she lost control for a moment.
She endured the pain that almost penetrated her soul and asked cautiously:
"He...how is he?"
Between the eyebrows, there is concern and longing that cannot be concealed.
Ye Xiyue sighed in her heart.
"Don't worry, Dean Gu... except for a wound on his abdomen, everything else is fine."
It's certainly not a good thing to be injured.
But his physical body has been stored in this coffin for hundreds of years and is still as fresh as life, which is extremely rare in itself.
Sure enough, Shangguan Ning's expression softened after hearing this.
The corners of her lips curved slightly, but there was a bit of bitterness inexplicably.
"That wound was the fatal blow he suffered before his death. Almost half of his Dantian was destroyed."
Ye Xiyue knew that she was explaining and nodded in understanding.
But after hearing this, she thought about it and asked:
"Senior Shangguan, although Dean Gu's body and soul are still there, his Dantian has been destroyed and he has no spiritual roots. I'm afraid that even if the soul and body are forcibly fused, he may not be able to wake up——"
Even if he could wake up, he would be no different than a disabled person.
For the once extremely powerful man, such a blow was not much better than death.
Upon hearing this, Shangguan Ning suddenly laughed and interrupted Ye Xiyue's words:
"I know all what you said. Gu Lang's Dantian is indeed almost destroyed, but - who said he has no spiritual roots?"
Who says he has no spiritual roots?
When these words fell into her ears, Ye Xiyue was stunned for a moment, then suddenly realized something and looked at her in shock.
"You mean-"
"You are really smart."
The smile on Shangguan Ning's lips deepened,
"The last coffin contains his true body. His spiritual roots are in it."
...
Although she had already made a guess, Ye Xiyue was still shocked when she heard this with her own ears.
Gu Huaizhi's spiritual roots are actually hidden in his true body!
Shangguan Ning's voice came softly in the silent space.
"He knew before he died that he couldn't win that battle, so at the last moment, he forcibly peeled off his spiritual roots and hid them in his true body to avoid death."
Ye Xiyue's heart seemed to be suppressed by something.
Forcibly depriving oneself of his spiritual roots... This person is cruel to others and even more cruel to himself!
Shangguan Ning blinked at her.
"How is it? Isn't Gu Lang very powerful?"
Ye Xiyue slowly exhaled and said sincerely:
"Indeed. Dean Gu... his mental skills are top-notch."
Even if she didn't know much about this person, it was not difficult to tell what kind of person he was from this incident.
Shangguan Ning was also very happy when she heard what she said, and her eyebrows were raised again.
"So, now we only need to transfer the spiritual root from the real body to Xilang's own body, and then fuse the soul to help him wake up!"
