Chapter 625: 625
Chapter 625: Unexpected Visit of King Yang Qiu
Translator: StackThatCoin Editor: Hitesh_
Before Xiao He had finished his words, the wine vessel in Liu Bang's hand had magically disappeared . Almost instantaneously, a trace of blood trickled down from the corner of his mouth, and a great deal of blood seeped out of his chest as he rolled his eyes and fell onto the bed . As if his parents were dying, Reverend Li Yang rushed over, clutched Liu Bang's shoulders with both hands, and shouted, "Your Majesty, you must hold on! I have the best spirit pills here! You will be alright!"
He quickly fished out a few shabby-looking pills that nobody knew what they were made of and put them into Liu Bang's mouth . Then, out of nowhere, he pulled out a jade flagon and fed Liu Bang a few mouthfuls of water . The pills soon rolled into Liu Bang's stomach . Before long, some color began to return to his pale face, and his chest was rising and falling slightly, as if he had just resumed breathing .
Xiao He and Han Xin also rushed to Liu Bang's bedside . The two quickly performed incantation gestures and intoned spells, then waved their hands and sprinkled a large sheet of immortal light over his body . It was the 'Spirit Return Spell', which could stabilize a wound so that the soul and body of the Immortal would not be separated . They did everything they could to 'save' him; with sweat streaming down their foreheads, their bodies trembled as they squeezed the last bit of energy out of their bodies, trying their best to stabilize Liu Bang's soul and wound .
Beside them, Zhang Liang was shouting as if he was at the end of his wits, "Somebody, get me the herbs quickly! I want to concoct pills to save His Majesty's life!"
Dull footsteps came into their ears, and the next moment, Fan Kuai, armed with a shield and a dagger while being heavily armored, strode into the tent like an iron wall . Like a sudden thunder on a summer afternoon, he shouted, "Haven't you found Jing Mo and his family yet? I'm going to chop him and his family up, and feed them to the wolves . I'm going to then burn their souls and make them suffer eternally!"
Hiding on Han Xin's shoulder, Wu Qi was deeply amazed by the performance put up by Liu Bang and his companions .
All of a sudden, the strange force Xiao He had unleashed returned to his body . The tent's flap was then lifted, and two men came walking in slowly from outside . Wu Qi withdrew and concealed all his aura, carefully turning his head to look at the two men as they entered .
It was an old man who took the lead . He was about six feet tall, homely in both facial features and temperament . His hair were as white as an ordinary old man's, and the ratio of white and black hair was almost one-to-one . Everything about him gave a sense of reliability and harmony . He was dressed in gray, coarse linen clothes, with a hemp rope wrapped around his waist, and a pair of straw shoes woven with hemp fiber on his feet .
The old man did not emanate any aura, and he looked just like an ordinary old man . But, as soon as his eyes flicked open, Wu Qi was startled by what he saw — there were no eyeballs in the sockets, but two thumb-sized ghost flames . Two green ghost flames whirled rapidly in the deep, dark sockets; from them, a fierce, savage roar of a dragon could be faintly heard while a pair of ferocious, bloodshot eyes were staring ahead .
Wu Qi could not feel any vitality from the old man . This was an old man who had reached the end of his life and relied solely on spirit pills to continue his life . In Wu Qi's perception, he was nothing but a piece of skin, and his internal organs probably had lost their normal function long ago . He continued to live just because he used spirit pills to continue his life and had a powerful beast soul in his body to nourish his soul .
Judging by all that, this old man must be the master of the Supreme Tower that hung over their heads, the Supreme Oracle who was sent to protect Yuaya City .
He was an almighty expert strong enough to fight against the Primordial Immortals of the Heaven, a true pillar of Great Yu's human race . After looking cautiously at him, Wu Qi quickly turned his gaze to the other person and dared not to look again . For an old Oracle like him who had lived for heaven knows how many years, even though Wu Qi had hidden all his aura and divine sense, but a look might make him feel something .
There was pressure in gazes, and perhaps a second look at the old man would have exposed him .
Wu Qi looked at the second man . He was a middle-aged man dressed in a black brocade robe and with a jade belt around his waist; his long hair were hung loosely over his shoulders, and a hair band inlaid with a thumb-sized purple jewel in the middle was tied around his forehead . The man gave an impression of being conservative, obtuse, blunt, and inflexible . He walked as if he were a wooden man; even the distance of each step was exactly the same . In addition, he exuded an air of being on the top, as if an idol being worshiped in a temple had suddenly appeared in front of the public, giving people a very strong pressure .
Wu Qi knew where this kind of person came from . The children brought up by the most traditional and conservative clans in Great Yu were like that . From a young age, they were trained with the cruelest methods, almost to the point of being hellish, which allowed them to possess a great power . They had the right to decide the life and death of others, and with just a word, they could decide the fate of thousands of people . They could get anything they wanted under the heaven, but they did not understand the ways of the world, or had the ability to reason with others . In general, those from the powerful and influential clans of Great Yu were all like this .
But, when Wu Qi looked closely at the man's face, he found him to be very familiar .
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