Clan Elder Mingxin lay flat on a broad stone bed, eyes tightly shut, face pale, and above his heart where a fist's distance lay, hovered a Soul-Stabilizing Bead the size of an egg.
Strands of Immortal Qi, visible to the naked eye, were being absorbed by the Soul-Stabilizing Bead and then penetrated into Elder Mingxin's body through it, thus maintaining his already very faint vitality.
At this moment, even the weakest Immortal in the Immortal Realm could easily kill Elder Mingxin.
Mingxin, the Immortal King whom Fang Bai met in his previous life, was once so spirited and full of vigor, and now he had fallen into a comatose state with weak vitality. Such a contrast inevitably made Fang Bai feel contemplative.
Fang Bai only took one look and knew that even with the Soul-Stabilizing Bead, the Mingxin Immortal King's vitality was still quietly slipping away. It was possible that in another decade or so, his remaining vitality might be completely severed, leading to his demise.
