Made of cold jade, it insulates from the intense heat and transforms the volcanic magma into its own power, continuously freezing the life force of the two corpses inside the ice coffin.
The ice coffin slid open automatically when someone entered, and Song Tingwan saw two frozen bodies.
They were two faces she recognized.
A man in a white robe and jade crown had his eyes closed, and his expression was clearly serious before he lost consciousness.
A person who was usually lively and cheerful lay there lifelessly, his brows furrowed in pain.
Both of them still had dragon horns and scales. On their skin, which was covered with dragon scales, there were clearly visible traces of frozen blood and the hideous marks where the scales had fallen off.
Song Tingwan's expression froze, her eyes involuntarily reddened, and a slight sob escaped her throat.
"Sister Zhuoyu, I have another companion..."
Before she could finish speaking, Shen Zhuoyu pointed upwards.
"That demonic energy is very weak, and it is frantically absorbing the power of the volcano to recover itself."
Song Tingwan's eyes trembled, "This volcano..."
It must be the dragon's nest of the jade-carving sister.
Ah Ji, you…
Shen Zhuoyu slightly raised her eyes, the smile on her lips undiminished.
She was heartbroken.
This is the volcano she stole after beating up all the red dragons.
Half of the magma was absorbed by that ball of demonic energy.
If it weren't for his pitiful state and the fact that he was a friend of her younger brother and nephew, Shen Zhuoyu would have dragged him out and thrown him out long ago.
"I'm so sorry, I'm really sorry. After I revive them all, we'll figure out a way to make it up to my sister."
A bead of cold sweat trickled down Song Tingwan's forehead. The sadness she had anticipated was still there, but now it was tinged with embarrassment and amusement.
She guessed that Aji's consciousness was dormant, perhaps due to instinct.
Otherwise, given Aji's personality, even if he was weak and needed to recover some strength, he wouldn't have let someone else's volcano swallow half of him.
I'm curious to see Aji's expression after she wakes up.
Song Tingwan pressed down her lips, but unfortunately, Shen Zhuoyu saw it.
Shen Zhuoyu raised an eyebrow and reached out to grab at the air.
She grabbed a wisp of demonic energy and threw it at Song Tingwan.
"Now that you're here, they're all in your hands."
After saying that, the woman lazily sat down to the side, raised her chin at Song Tingwan, indicating that she could begin to save people.
A wisp of demonic energy floated lightly in his hand, yet the surrounding spiritual energy was completely depleted.
The demonic energy mass rapidly absorbed the remaining spiritual energy, draining the cave of all its spiritual energy in the blink of an eye.
Song Tingwan quickly used her demigod power to envelop the demonic energy ball.
Stop eating and drinking, or the owner will get angry!
But... why is it that this demon, Aji, can absorb spiritual energy?!
She heard Shen Zhuoyu say that the Demon Clan was absorbing the power of the volcano, and she thought it was absorbing the power of the five elements of magma.
I never expected it to be absorbed spiritual energy.
The demonic energy stopped, and then Song Tingwan actually sensed a sense of closeness within it.
I suddenly felt a lump in my throat.
He was completely unconscious, but instinctively trusted her.
Even when imprisoned, instinct prevents him from resisting or harming her.
This is Aji, who has always silently protected them and is always at the forefront with Ayao in any situation.
Song Tingwan's eyes moistened slightly as she carefully grasped the ball of demonic energy in her hand before walking towards the ice coffin and glancing at the two small ice figures lying flat on the ground.
He is in good health.
The woman's lips curled slightly as she took out the Soul-Gathering Lamp containing her little apprentice's soul.
Shen Zhuoyu looked at it and took out a seashell-shaped soul-warming artifact.
Carefully open the seashell, and hold the small water sphere inside up in the air, presenting it to Song Tingwan.
The power of a demigod danced at her fingertips.
The two souls slowly emerged, and as she pressed her fingertips down, they instantly returned to their respective bodies.
Shen Zhuoyu put down his heavy heart.
Song Tingwan then took out a Grade 9 Nourishing Essence Pill, intending to heal their injuries from being struck by heavenly lightning.
The dark green rain of pills fell on the two bodies and the demonic energy. Song Tingwan was just about to take out another prepared ninth-grade demonic pill when she was horrified to find that the demonic energy mass had also recovered.
She remained silent and put the demon pill away.
Aji's talent is as terrifying as Ayao's and Shen Zhuochuan's.
Then he took out the Golden Divine Pill, which shimmered with seven-colored light.
Golden pills rained down on the ice coffin, and the fragrance of the pills, so strong it made the dragons dizzy, could be smelled not only in the cave but throughout the entire dragon clan.
Subconsciously entering a meditative state, the entire Dragon Abyss quieted down, and he quickly attempted to break through to a higher realm, inhaling the fragrance of the divine pill.
Inside the cave, golden rain fell.
The demonic energy materialized before their eyes. Wan Qiji lay beside the ice coffin with his eyes tightly closed, unresponsive to the two dragons inside.
Song Tingwan frowned, murmuring in confusion, "He could wake up simply by returning to his soul..."
The physical body is intact, and there is no need to use the Bone-Regenerating Pill.
As for Aji, all he needs to do is replenish his strength.
The elixir should be able to restore it.
Song Tingwan's eyelids twitched involuntarily.
I hope she won't have to collect merit points again...
The magnolia hairpin given by my mother was just the beginning; the mark on my forehead wasn't a magnolia flower, but a divine mark.
It is also a divine status.
That is why one can accumulate merit and faith.
This is also the prelude; by drawing out the divine seal in advance to collect merit, we can save our father with the merit.
Mother must also miss them and Father dearly.
"It didn't work?"
Shen Zhuoyu's relaxed expression vanished, replaced by a stern face, his features as cold as ice.
Song Tingwan frowned and shook her head, then examined them again.
After a moment, the woman exhaled and relaxed her shoulders.
"The heavenly lightning strike was too intense; my consciousness is somewhat damaged, and my soul is slowly reconnecting with my body. I estimate..."
"He won't wake up so soon."
As for Aji's situation...
Song Tingwan looked toward the tall, dark-skinned man next to the ice coffin.
The consciousness is too weak.
Even with enough strength, it's still necessary to wait for consciousness to return.
"How long will it take?" Shen Zhuoyu asked.
Song Tingwan's gentle gaze fell on the three unconscious people, and she spoke softly.
"About a year."
"We just need to wait for them to wake up."
All that remains is the missing piece of Qin Yuanyuan's lost soul.
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