Quickly send all the wounded to the Jiang clan, hand them over to Jiang Chi and my eldest uncle Jiang Yunpeng, and have them administer treatment immediately! We saved their people, and all losses should be borne by them." Jiang Feng looked at the wounded, his expression unusually calm. "In addition, seal away the soul fragments of the dead; I will forge their souls for them... in the future!" With that, Jiang Feng turned into a stream of light and flew toward Xinghuo Palace. There, Liu Yuechan's condition was already critical.
Deep within the ley lines of Xinghuo Palace, the water of the Purifying Spirit Pool churned like boiling water, and the frost mist formed by the cold air frosted the dome. Liu Yuechan's ice coffin hung in the center of the pool, its surface crawling with spiderweb-like black veins—the lingering venom of the Black Star brought from the depths of the spirit springs of the Hundred Flowers Palace.
Jiang Feng's hand pressed against the cover of the coffin, a bone-chilling cold radiating from his palm. In a daze, he saw the scene of when he first met Liu Yuechan three years ago.
Chapter 684