Chapter 2927: Offering Flowers!

The Great Emperor of the Nine Abysses is perfect—use him as a tonic.

What delighted everyone even more was that although the Emperor's face was still very pale, at least it was no longer a uniform ash-green.

In the dark, an invisible yet mighty force rekindled his life fire!

Upon seeing everyone, the Earth Mother guarding He Lingchuan's side split her mouth into a grin:

"He's alive again! The Great Vase and the Red General have hurled his soul back into his body! But don't rush forward yet—he still needs much time to recover." After all, his injuries were too severe.

Although the stone giant's tone remained unchanged, everyone could clearly feel its joy.

"This is, this is..." Although mentally prepared, Mingke Immortal and the others still found this joy no small matter. Their mouths wouldn't close, speech naturally became incoherent: "What's going on!"

The Emperor died and was reborn! In their ecstasy, they were all dazed.

Behind the Red General, someone said: "Isn't his title 'Great Emperor of the Nine Abysses'? If so, his old self returning from the Nine Abysses to the mortal realm—what's so surprising about that?"

Uh... Mingke Immortal and Ling Jinbao stared at each other, momentarily at a loss for words.

When He Lingchuan first raised his banner on the Flash Gold Plains, he flew the flag of "Reincarnated Dragon God," which the common folk called "Great Emperor of the Nine Abysses." This title has been used ever since, even accepted by all factions. But whether it's the Dragon God's reincarnation or the Great Emperor of the Nine Abysses, civilians firmly believe he truly returned from the netherworld to the mortal realm, hence his supreme power.

The problem is, Mingke Immortal and Ling Jinbao certainly don't believe it—they are proper immortals after all. This put them in an awkward spot.

Only Bao Chi Hai kept nodding: "Yes, yes."

The Emperor's revival is great news for the plains and the world—who cares about the deeper reasons behind it!

The Red General turned his head, glanced at the chatterbox. One glance, and the latter shrank his neck, daring not to speak further.

This fellow is, of course, Hu Min.

Xu Shichu replied: "We originally lived in the Panlong World, but just now, following the Great Vase together, we went from illusory to real, merging into the present world."

At this moment, the Red General's battle armor automatically shifted to light armor, and his long spear was put away, leaving only a long sword at his waist.

Ling Jinbao found the style of this sword especially familiar.

Is this the Emperor's ever-present Floating Life Sword?

"Merged into the present world?" Bao Chi Hai didn't quite understand either; his focus now was only one thing:

"Then, when will the Emperor wake up?"

He understood Xu Shichu's meaning: the Great Vase's one-time entry into the world could resurrect the dead of the Panlong World directly. So the Emperor must have also perished in the Panlong World. Now even the Red General and the Great Wind Army could directly become living beings from heroic spirits—why is the Emperor still sitting in meditation here?

His understanding was wrong, but Xu Shichu didn't bother to correct him, only saying: "His body and soul are severely damaged; once his soul is slightly repaired, he will naturally wake up—no need to worry."

He Lingchuan could return to the mortal world with the heroic spirits because the Red General used the Dream Cocoon of the Phantom Music Goddess to preserve his soul memories, not merely because he died in the Panlong World.

The heroic spirits' bodies were made from fragments of the Hidden God Monarch; the Great Vase had long prepared them, then, by borrowing the power of illusion to reality, shoved the heroic spirits into bodies to come alive—thus they emerged as vigorous dragons and tigers, seizing spears to fight; but the Red General sent He Lingchuan's soul back to his original body, although also aided by the Great Vase's power to reverse nature, yet He Lingchuan's body had suffered severe damage in previous battles and must be repaired—no way around it.

Fortunately, it was Hundun who handled this matter.

The Great Vase's successful entry into the world today—He Lingchuan is undoubtedly the chief contributor.

Such an important causal link, the Great Vase cannot avoid it; healing He Lingchuan is an inescapable duty.

The Red Mist also simultaneously repaired He Lingchuan's Soul-Capturing Mirror and Blood Demon Cloak, both damaged in the battle against the Heavenly Demons.

This is what they call "one attains the Dao, chickens and dogs ascend to heaven."

The Red General then ordered: "All of you, go out."

These Cangyan people, seeing the Nine Abysses revived, should let their hearts settle and calm down—so the Red General began driving them out.

She is not the leader of the Cangyan people, but her voice seems to carry a kind of magic, making listeners unable to defy. Thus they turned their steps and walked straight out.

Until the tower gate closed behind them, Ling Jinbao only then scratched the back of his head:

Oh dear, why am I so obedient?

The heavy wooden door closed, and the inside of the pagoda instantly became quiet and solemn.

Everyone had left, only the Earth Mother's avatar, the little stone person, sat quietly in the corner.

As long as it doesn't move, it's just a stone.

Those loyal subordinates of the Nine Abysses were actually dismissed by a single order—but it had to stay, it wanted to see what this was all about.

Although this Red General is friend not foe, the Nine Abysses is now so weak it has only a breath left—how could the Earth Mother feel at ease leaving?

Then the Red General took out a small bunch of bright red lilies of the valley.

The Earth Mother also experienced the earlier battle and knew these were genuine blood-sucking flowers—each lily of the valley condensed the energy siphoned from Jia Lou Tian.

The lights in the pagoda were very bright; under the light, each lily of the valley looked like a mysterious pigeon-blood gem.

The Red General held this bunch of blood-red lilies of the valley, walked straight to He Lingchuan's front, and knelt on one knee.

From the Earth Mother's perspective, these two—one black, one red—faced each other, equal in height, only half a palm apart. Then the Red General passed the flower over.

The Earth Mother tilted her head, always feeling something was off about this scene.

He Lingchuan was meditating with eyes closed, of course couldn't reach out to take it. So the Red General gently placed this bunch of lilies of the valley into his hand, closing his palm for him.

The Earth Mother watched wide-eyed as the lilies of the valley in He Lingchuan's palm gradually lost their surface blood color, bit by bit.

According to what the Red General had told it earlier, she had buried the seeds of death into Jia Lou Tian's wounds while fighting, under Lei Ting's cover—victims often couldn't feel the seeds' presence, so they sprouted quickly, massively sucking Jia Lou Tian's life and divine power.

But the Earth Mother didn't know: the energy accumulated by the seeds of death could actually be released to others!

In just over twenty breaths, these bell-flower-like small blossoms returned to their original pure white, flawless, crystal-clear transparency.

Where did the energy contained in the flowers go?

The Earth Mother could only think of one destination, really wanting to slap the table in triumph.

Infuse Jia Lou Tian's vitality into He Lingchuan—he'll surely recover faster!

The Red General leaned close to He Lingchuan's ear and whispered warmly: "You should wake up, Dragon God, my lord. Time waits for no one."

Her voice was smooth and peaceful, like a clear spring in the pines, with a hint of teasing.

As her words fell, the pagoda lights suddenly flickered, the light dimmed.

He Lingchuan, who had been sitting still and motionless, suddenly opened his eyes!