The two of them turned to secretly plan how to use those hundreds of grenades...
Meanwhile, over fifty third-level National Martial Artists sent by other countries were also advancing step by step toward the cave entrance.
Inside the cave, Ye Hao was sweating profusely as he extracted the rampant Spiritual Power from Zhang Ruowu's body. Zhang Ruochen's appearance was also gradually becoming younger, but his rate of rejuvenation was not as swift as when Ye Hao had treated Ye Batian earlier.
After all, he was over a hundred years old. Time had already etched signs of aging on him, and even with Ye Hao's considerable skills, he had to proceed step by step without rushing.
Zhang Ruochen looked worriedly at Ye Hao, fearing that Ye Hao might risk his life by helping them, which would leave them with a guilty conscience for life.
