"We have tried many methods but can't remove it. If we take it out from Lord Huangdi's body, we can only let it erode Lord Huangdi's organs."
"What happened next?"
The female slayer's expression gradually became tense. No matter how much she hated Huangdi, Huangdi was his father. This family affection that blood is thicker than water will not dissipate even until death.
"Although Your Majesty the Emperor has a high level of cultivation, after all, humans are not as resistant to these things as we are to divine beasts."
"All the doctors in Guangming Pavilion can only extend his life by a few years."
Having said this, Di Jiang also showed a sad look on his face.
"After learning that his time was running out, Mr. Huang Di resolutely decided to leave Guangming Pavilion and find a way to control the abilities in your body."
"When he returned to Guangming Pavilion again, his beard and hair were all white. It was only a few years, but the Gu worm tortured him into this state."
Di Jiang closed his eyes, as if he couldn't bear to recall that scene.
"Before he died, he gave me this small box, saying that it contained his power and could control the rioting ability in your body."
Di Jiang placed the small box in his hand in front of the female slave.
"I originally wanted to tell you about his death, but before I could go find you, news of your defection came."
The restraints on the female slave were untied by Ye Fan at some point. He looked at the box in front of him with tears in his eyes.
"Are you telling the truth?"
The female demon didn't notice, but Di Jiang heard her voice clearly, and her voice was trembling.
"I don't need to lie to you, Mr. Huangdi, why don't you let me tell you this, but I don't want to see you two turn against each other like this because of some misunderstanding."
About to look at the female slave sincerely, two lines of tears flowed down.
"It has been hundreds of years. Over the years, I have visited him whenever I have time, but I know that what he wants to see most is not me..."
The female demon was already crying.
As the shackles of the gray mist on his body were released, his abilities were fully revealed.
At this moment, some monks with lower cultivation levels in Guangming Pavilion can no longer stand the heat.
The female demon trembled and opened the box. Inside, there was a silver bracelet with two bells attached to the bottom.
He remembered that when he was a child, he once saw a silver bracelet on another child's hand, and he clamored with Huang Di for one too. There were also two such bells on that bracelet.
But at that time, Huangdi was busy with the affairs of Guangming Pavilion and had no time to care about his daughter.
Nuwa was just disappointed for a while and put the incident behind her. Unexpectedly, Huangdi still remembered it.
She put the bracelet on her hand, and the bell made a crisp sound.
"Father……"
The female slave hugged the box and cried bitterly.
At this time, a familiar voice reached his ears.
"How old are you, why are you still crying as much as you were when you were a child?"
A ray of spiritual power shot out from the silver bracelet, and Huang Di's shadow appeared in front of the two of them.
"Dijiang, how long has it been now?"
Seeing the stunned Di Jiang, Huang Di asked.
"Huang...Lord Huangdi!"
Di Jiang was stunned for a long time, and then he realized what he was doing and pounced on it, but it was just a shadow and he missed it.
"How old are you, why are you all so irritable? How can I trust you to manage Guangming Pavilion like this?"