Hall of the Nameless.
Chu Yuan sat atop the stone table, looking down at Ye Luo below.
Satisfaction flickered in his eyes.
After some time apart.
Ye Luo's aura had grown much stronger.
Furthermore, his aura was stable, clearly showing a steady and firm improvement.
However, he seemed to have many injuries.
Probably injured by that Great Dao Saint.
Thinking this, Chu Yuan's eyes turned cold.
He wished he could descend to the battlefield himself to annihilate that Great Dao Saint.
Daring to injure his disciple, had he grown weary of living?
However, that Great Dao Saint had long perished, and he was powerless to act.
He could only make a note of it for now.
It is recorded in ancient texts.
There is an elixir that could resurrect anyone who has fallen, even a Great Dao Saint is no exception.
When he is free, he will research it.
Daring to treat his disciple like this.
Chu Yuan pondered internally.
"Disciple, greets Respected Master,"
