Si Yao's eyes flashed with a hint of helplessness, like a lone bird lost in the darkness, filled with endless confusion and despair.
She sighed softly, laden with the futility of the situation: "Besides this method, is there any other way to wake Lord Immortal King up?"
"If I can refine the Reverse Life Fragrance, perhaps it could wake up the Immortal King." Xu Wendong spoke slowly, his voice carrying a trace of gravity.
He knew well the miraculous existence of the Reverse Life Fragrance, it was truly a heaven-defying object.
Even those who had died, as long as their soul had not yet dissipated, would have the chance of revival upon catching a whiff of its aroma.
However, Si Yao shook her head indifferently, her hair gently swaying with the motion, like willow branches fluttering in the wind.
"The injuries of Lord Immortal King are too severe, now only a frail remnant of her soul is struggling to hold on."
