Chapter 999: May We Never Meet Again
Han Li watched as Shi Pokong departed with his entourage, then carefully examined the nearby area with his spiritual sense, and only after confirming that there was nothing amiss did he return to the palace.
Inside the palace, Weeping Soul was curled up into a ball on her side on the jade bed, and her brows were tightly knitted with pain.
Han Li hurriedly inspected her condition with his spiritual sense, upon which a look of relief appeared on his face.
Even though she was still unconscious, her aura had already undergone a drastic change.
What was particularly worthy of note was that a wisp of essential power had appeared in her dantian, and it resembled a flame in a dark room, one that was rather frail, but instilled within the beholder a sense of warmth and comfort.
The sound of splashing water rang out from behind the jade bed, and Han Li turned to discover the grand priest slowly rising up from the pool with plumes of smoke rising up from his body alongside the acrid smell of charred flesh.
Han Li's expression changed slightly at the sight of the grand priest's face.
"Your face..."
The grand priest stroked his own face with a wry smile upon hearing this, and he sighed, "A price must be paid for using the power of reincarnation laws."
A series of charred gashes had appeared on his cheek, within which pus was flowing incessantly like molten lava, giving off a putrid odor and bursts of scorching heat.
"What about all the other wounds on your body?" Han Li asked with tightly furrowed brows.