Demon Dragon Mad God-Chapter 1115 - 767:

Heavenly Vault Divine Palace, beneath the Heavenly Ascending Ladder, White Jade Square.

A flash of sword light passed, and Lin Feng’s figure appeared in the sky above the square.

Immediately, Lin Feng exerted himself to control the Spirit Sword, flying towards the direction of the Heavenly Vault Divine Hall.

At this moment, Lin Feng was utterly exhausted, his body completely devoid of sensation, leaving only his formidable Spiritual Thought still under his control.

However, after flying just a yard, Lin Feng fell to the ground with a thud, and his Lifebound Spirit Sword flew out.

The Heavenly Vault Divine Palace has a no-fly Array, and those below the Martial Emperor Realm cannot fly.

If Lin Feng hadn’t been poisoned, this no-fly Array would have been useless against him.

Yet now, having burnt out his last bit of energy, he couldn’t even muster his Dark Power, let alone resist the no-fly Array.

Bang!

Lin Feng slammed to the ground, the rotten flesh on his body bursting open, with black blood flowing everywhere.

Lin Feng lay on his back, feeling his consciousness already beginning to blur.

Whoosh! Whoosh! Whoosh!!

Just then, the sound of breaking through the air continuously echoed, as Jing Yi and nine other puppets, having detected someone approaching the Heavenly Vault Divine Palace, immediately flew over.

"Saint Heir!"

The puppet figures, seeing Lin Feng’s state, immediately exclaimed in shock.

Because at present, Lin Feng’s body was actually engulfed in a deathly aura, with poison water flowing all over.

"How could this be?"

The puppet figures were dumbfounded, hastily stepping forward to inspect, and upon checking, each one’s face changed drastically.

For Lin Feng’s vitality was almost entirely depleted, nearly entirely obliterated by the potent poison, virtually on the brink of death.

"Sen... Senior, I’ve been poisoned by some rare toxin called Netherworld Poison Water!"

Lin Feng could no longer speak, only able to communicate with them through thought.

After saying this, his expression relaxed, feeling a wave of dizziness, and his mind became muddled, quickly falling into complete unconsciousness.

"Netherworld Poison Water? Isn’t that the poison of the Witch Clan?"

Jing Yi and the other puppets, hearing this, were profoundly shaken, all remaining silent, knowing this poison, for it was once used by trialists as a rare poison.

"We must awaken the Thick Earth Palace Master; only he can save the Saint Heir!" said Huo Yi, whose body was ablaze with flames.

"But, the Palace Master said to wait until the Saint Heir breaks through to the Martial Emperor Realm to awaken him!" Shi Yi hesitated somewhat.

"We can’t care about that now; if we delay any longer, the Saint Heir will die, and everything will be in vain!" Jing Yi shook his head, and the other puppets nodded in agreement.

"Alright then, let’s take the Saint Heir directly to the Palace Master’s place of slumber!" Shi Yi, knowing time was of the essence, didn’t object further.

Immediately, the puppets took Lin Feng to the Thick Earth Palace, then entered a Stone Chamber.

This Stone Chamber spanned a thousand yards in all directions, filled with complex array patterns, forming a gigantic Array, where streaks of white light danced through it like electric snakes.

Suspended above the Array was a light blue crystal ball, over two meters in diameter, into which the electric snakes continuously converged.

And inside the crystal ball, surprisingly, sat a grey, phantom-like figure—the Thick Earth Palace Master.

The Thick Earth Palace Master had his eyes tightly shut, exuding no aura, clearly in slumber.

Lin Feng had been to this place before, and now, it was the same as ever, unchanged.

The puppet figures placed Lin Feng on the ground, whereupon Shi Yi moved his hands, becoming a blur, forming intricate Seal Techniques, injecting them into the light blue crystal ball.

Soon, a vast, profound aura rose slowly from within the crystal ball, as the Thick Earth Palace Master began to awaken once more.

A moment later, the Thick Earth Palace Master was fully awakened, slowly opening his eyes.

"Greetings, Palace Master!"

"Greetings, Thick Earth Palace Master!"

"Greetings, Thick Earth Palace Master!"

The nine puppet figures all clasped their fists and knelt, paying their respects to the Thick Earth Palace Master.

Then, Shi Yi said, "Palace Master, the Saint Heir is poisoned and in mortal danger!"

The Thick Earth Palace Master, hearing this, his aged eyes flashed with a light, then he turned his head, gazing at Lin Feng lying on the ground. 𝓯𝙧𝓮𝓮𝒘𝓮𝙗𝙣𝒐𝒗𝒆𝓵.𝓬𝓸𝒎

"Netherworld Poison Water!"

Upon seeing Lin Feng’s condition, the Thick Earth Palace Master immediately identified the poison affecting him.

Swish!

The Thick Earth Palace Master’s form moved, his phantom-like figure drifting to Lin Feng’s side.

Following that, he carefully examined Lin Feng’s injuries, his brow furrowing slightly.

"Thick Earth Palace Master, can the Saint Heir still be saved?" Jing Yi asked worriedly.

"He can be saved, but it’s somewhat troublesome!"

The Thick Earth Palace Master nodded, his voice full of years: "Jing Yi, go get me some Spiritual Medicines, which are: Heavenly Spirit Vine, Dragon Jade Cicada Liquid, Spiritual Snake Secret Milk...!"

The Thick Earth Palace Master listed several dozen Spiritual Medicines, each one an unheard-of rare medicine in the outside world.

"Yes!"

Jing Yi nodded in response, immediately turning and leaving.

Before long, Jing Yi returned, bringing back more than a dozen Spiritual Medicines, all of which he handed over to the Thick Earth Palace Master.

However, after receiving the Spiritual Medicines, the Thick Earth Palace Master did not immediately begin treating Lin Feng, instead solemnly gazing at the nine puppet figures.

A look of desolation appeared on the Thick Earth Palace Master’s illusory face as he pondered for a moment, saying, "My Soul Power is limited, and after saving the Saint Heir this time, it will completely dissipate, so there are things I must arrange in advance. Once the Saint Heir recovers, you must also convey to him."

"Palace Master!"

"Thick Earth Palace Master!"

"Thick Earth Palace Master!"

Upon hearing this, Shi Yi and the other puppet figures all looked sorrowful, knowing that after awakening this time, the Thick Earth Palace Master would dissipate entirely, yet couldn’t help but feel grief upon hearing it.