Chapter 409
Yun Yang closed the door, keeping Jun Moyan outside the room .
Then, he stretched out his hand to grab Old Dugu’s right arm .
The arm, half of its original length, was the only thing he could hold on to on the old man’s entire body .
Although his left arm looked more intact than his right, the bones inside were all crushed . There was mystical Qi sustaining it, but now that Old Dugu was unconscious and stripped of his cultivation base, a careless move of his right arm might break it apart . It would then really be an issue to recover it!
As for the other parts of his body, they were mostly pulverized . No matter how cold a person’s heart was, he would not be able to look upon such horrible wounds without turning away .
Yun Yang was overwhelmed with grief; no longer able to endure it, his tears flowed like a broken dam .
He, a dispassionate man, was actually crying . His grief had honestly hit home while fury had also engulfed him whole!
His body trembled uncontrollably .
The moment he saw Old Dugu, Yun Yang had known that he was practically dead to the world .
Even with a sliver of breath left, it was only because of Old Dugu’s keen desire to stay alive that barely supported him, unwilling to give up on life .
It was obvious that he did not want to die yet, maybe he really did have an unfulfilled wish . However, he had to shatter his own soul in order to tackle the enemy’s soul-searching trick .
The inability to recover one’s soul, coupled with the collapse of one’s divine consciousness, was no joke . Even if one could breathe normally, it was only as one of the walking dead!
There was no more thoughts, no more spirit, no more consciousness .
"Father, I’m here! It’s me, I’ve come!" Yun Yang called out in his heart, "Can you feel it? Another son of yours has come to you!"
Old Dugu laid there and remained motionless, not reacting at all to Yun Yang’s presence .
"Emmie! Emmie!" Yun Yang cried anxiously in his mind, "Come quickly! Can… Can he be saved?"
Emmie’s sense poked itself out but just as the green tendrils of sensory perception wrapped around Old Dugu, it grew frightened and shrunk back immediately .
Emmie was a tough character that had seen much . Technically, its knowledge was vast compared to its master, Yun Yang, but it had never seen a body that was so severely damaged!
Upon Yun Yang's repeated urgings, Emmie finally extended its senses again to carefully observe and diagnose the old man, only to shake its head helplessly .
Emmie already knew the importance of this person to Yun Yang but it still uttered a sad "Aya…"
Yun Yang was hit by a wave of sadness . "No hope at all?"
Emmie’s leaves laid limp .
"Can you try gathering his soul together? Even if only for a moment?" Yun Yang said softly, "I know that father must have been holding out because he has worries; he has been waiting for me! I want him to have the chance to speak his last words . "
"He’s been persevering to wait for me . He must have a lot of things to tell me, a lot of things to ask me to do . Emmie, I’m not asking for much . I just want father to know that I’ve come to his side . He’s not going away on his journey alone; his son is here to send him off . That is all I ask!" Yun Yang said softly .
Emmie was rather reluctant . "Ayaya…"
It grimly expressed that it could work, but it would deplete too much energy . Most importantly, it would not even save the person; it could only form terminal lucidity . It was not worth it – a futile effort .
"Stop your nonsense . Act quickly!" Yun Yang urged with an unprecedentedly harsh tone for the first time; it was decisive and allowed no room for doubt .
Facing its master’s resolution, Emmie knew that it had to act, no matter how reluctant it was this time . It could only give it it's all to create a chance for Old Dugu to experience a brief sense of lucidity .
Flows of green, exceptionally vigorous air of vitality erupted in an indescribable exuberance and dove straight into Old Dugu – into his meridians, his blood, his dantian, his mind, and… his deific consciousness .
At the same time, Emmie was also emitting an exceptionally radiant purple beam that crisscrossed in the room, as if binding something in the void .
This time, the air of vitality Emmie had unleashed did not leak away, and instead, entered Old Dugu’s battered body . Gradually, the green senses formed something akin to a cocoon that wrapped around Old Dugu .
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