Then, he transformed into a streak of earth-yellow Spiritual Light and sped ahead, guiding Li Chang'an.
A little over ten breaths later,
a gravely injured, unconscious figure appeared before Li Chang'an.
It was none other than Patriarch Mo, Mo Hong!
'Mo Qingxue's Core Formation Ceremony is just around the corner, yet Patriarch Mo is gravely injured near the Mo Clan Territory.'
Li Chang'an's brow furrowed. He walked over and sent a wisp of Magical Power into Mo Hong to assess his injuries.
The injuries were severe; his life was hanging by a thread.
But for a Cultivator of his realm,
as long as a single breath remained, he could be saved.
Li Chang'an took out a few Elixir Pills and channeled their medicinal power into Mo Hong's body.
A short while later,
Mo Hong shuddered and slowly awoke.
"Daoist Li... thank you for saving my life!"
"Daoist Mo, you're truly plagued by disaster. What happened this time?"
"Sigh..."
Mo Hong let out a deep sigh.
