Long Yan gazed at the ceiling with a deep sigh, suddenly feeling as if his body no longer belonged to him. He felt like every slight movement would cause his bones to creak.
"Indeed, it's worthy to be called a Divine Weapon."
At this moment, people had gathered around Long Yan's bedside. It should be known that it has been a long time since Long Yan passed out. During this time, everyone had been endeavoring to gather enough materials to resurrect Long Yan.
There was no other way, when Long Yan died in Chudi, it created an uproar across the Sacred Continent, especially since Di Lingtian's cultivation of Reckless Nine Provinces Skill was unable to withstand a single punch by Long Yan, driving all the cultivators mad.
As for people like Jian Wuchen, they simply did not possess such thoughts. Everyone was originally steeped in sorrow, but it was at that time that the Old Madman gave everyone a Calming Pill.
