My whole clan is a master, I have become invincible by investing in my clan members

Seeing this, Ji Chengtian sighed: "Incredible..."

After saying this, he slowly withdrew his hand, and the golden light faded.

Jiang Daoxuan also restrained his breath and bowed deeply to Ji Chengtian: "Thank you, Human Emperor, for your guidance."

Ji Chengtian's eyes were filled with gentleness as he slowly said, "There's no need to be so polite, fellow Daoist Tongtian."

"Today's discussion has given me great comfort."

"The future of the Five Realms will be blessed to have a strong man like you to help them."

There was no trace of condescension in his words, but rather a genuine sincerity and sense of responsibility.

As the Human Emperor, he not only possesses unrivaled strength, but also has a sincere heart to fight for the human race in the Five Realms.

Such personal charm made Jiang Daoxuan, a later generation, respect him more.

Just when everyone finished their competition and the atmosphere became slightly relaxed.

Ji Chengtian was preparing to invite Jiang Daoxuan and Han Mingzi to a banquet to discuss the future.

Suddenly, a waiter in black clothes came forward in a panic.

He lowered his head and whispered a few words into Ji Chengtian's ear.

Soon, Ji Chengtian's expression suddenly changed.

Although he quickly regained his composure, the hidden worry between his brows was clearly visible.

"Fellow Daoist Tongtian, Brother Han." Ji Chengtian calmed down, a faint smile still on his face, but his words were filled with apology. "We have to put the banquet on hold for now. We will chat again another day."

Seeing this, Jiang Daoxuan's eyes moved slightly, and some speculations arose in his mind.

He asked softly, "Your Majesty, what difficulties have you encountered?"

Ji Chengtian's eyes flickered, as if he was weighing the pros and cons.

But soon, he shook his head gently: "The trivial matters at home are distracting."

"My daughter Mingkong...her injuries have worsened again in recent days. I'm truly sorry."

Upon hearing this, Jiang Daoxuan thought to himself that it was indeed so.

Han Mingzi's face suddenly changed, his eyes full of disbelief.

"Your Majesty, why hasn't the eldest princess been injured been reported yet? I... didn't even know about it."

Ji Chengtian's eyes darkened slightly, with a hint of self-blame in his expression.

"Brother Han, you were sitting in the bamboo forest, practicing in seclusion, so naturally you didn't know."

"I intentionally kept the news secret, and only a few people knew about it."

He took a deep breath and said slowly, "Mingkong has a stubborn personality. A year ago, just after entering the realm of Great Sage, he ignored all dissuasion and led his troops deep into the battlefield, intending to destroy the enemy's deployment."

Han Mingzi frowned, his face solemn: "The eldest princess has double pupils and extraordinary combat power. At the ninth level of the Saint King, she can defeat all the great saints."

"I think after breaking through to the Great Sage level, her strength is even greater. Even if she has just broken through, it is difficult to find an opponent. Who can hurt her to this extent?"

"It's a Quasi-Emperor." Ji Chengtian said in a low voice, his eyes filled with deep pain. "A Quasi-Emperor of the Demon Clan attacked Mingkong from a distance. If I hadn't used the power of national destiny to forcibly extend her life, she would have already... perished."

Han Mingzi's expression changed when he heard this: "The foreign land actually set up such a murderous trap, which shows that their intentions are sinister."

At this time, Ji Chengtian continued: "After Mingkong was injured, I tried every possible means, gathered famous doctors and rare secret medicines from all over the world to prolong her life, but with little success."

"Her injuries were caused by a very special magical law, making them extremely difficult to eradicate. Without a good solution, I'm afraid... as her father, I can only watch her die in agony."

His voice gradually became lower.

Jiang Daoxuan suddenly said, "Your Majesty, since the eldest princess's condition is so critical, could you please allow me to take a look and perhaps find a glimmer of hope?"

Han Mingzi also quickly said: "Your Majesty, although I am not proficient in medicine, perhaps I can use the power of literature to try to reconcile the corrosive force in your body and provide some relief for Your Highness."

Ji Chengtian glanced at the two of them, a hint of gratitude flashing in his eyes.

He nodded slightly. "I am deeply grateful for your kindness. If you can save Mingkong, I will be extremely grateful."

After saying that, Ji Chengtian turned and walked towards the depths of the hall.

Jiang Daoxuan and Han Mingzi looked at each other and followed.

The few of them walked forward in a silent atmosphere.

After passing through several heavily guarded corridors, I arrived at a very quiet room.

The room was filled with formations and runes, emitting a faint golden light, which was obviously intended to block external interference and maintain a stable atmosphere inside.

Ji Chengtian walked to the door, paused for a moment, and pushed the door open with a complicated expression.

Inside the room, the air was filled with a faint medicinal fragrance.

On a large bed lay a pale, weak-breathing woman.

She has a slender figure and delicate features.

She should be a peerless beauty, but at this moment she looks particularly weak.

His pupils were slightly closed and beads of sweat appeared on his forehead.

The whole person is like a candle in the wind, so fragile that it makes people feel pity.

That was the eldest daughter of the Human Emperor - Ji Mingkong.

As soon as Jiang Daoxuan and Han Mingzi got close, they could feel an extremely strange demonic aura constantly eroding each other's vitality.

"Mingkong." Ji Chengtian walked to the bed, his voice low and gentle.

He held his daughter's cold hand and whispered, "Father has brought two distinguished guests with him. They will do their best to help you."

Ji Mingkong opened his eyes with great effort, a faint light glimmering in his double pupils.

She pursed her lips and said in a very weak voice: "Father... no need... I have already..."

"Nonsense!" Ji Chengtian's tone suddenly turned cold, his eyes revealing an unquestionable determination, "You will be fine, and your father will not let anything happen to you!"

Ji Mingkong turned his head with difficulty and looked at Han Mingzi, with a faint light in his eyes.

Despite her weakness, she still showed a hint of respect: "Uncle Han, long time no see."

Han Mingzi was stunned, with a complicated look in his eyes.

He nodded gently, suppressing the bitterness in his heart, and said softly, "Your Highness, don't worry, I will do my best to help you."

Ji Mingkong nodded slightly, then turned his gaze to Jiang Daoxuan with a hint of doubt in his eyes.

She opened her mouth as if she wanted to speak, but seemed to not know how to address this "distinguished guest" whom she had never met.

At this time, Ji Chengtian patted her hand gently and introduced: "Mingkong, this is Tongtian Taoist, you can call him Uncle Tongtian..."

When Jiang Daoxuan heard this name, the corners of his eyes twitched slightly and a strange expression appeared at the corners of his mouth.

But he did not refute, just nodded slightly, with a hint of gentleness in his eyes.

Ji Mingkong blinked with all his strength and said respectfully, "Mingkong, meet Uncle Tongtian."

Jiang Daoxuan smiled and said, "No need to be polite. Just conserve your energy first."

As soon as he finished speaking, Han Mingzi took a step forward.

The power of literature and Taoism in his hands began to condense.

A mighty aura slowly surged, transforming into a warm light that enveloped Ji Mingkong.

He kept reciting the mantra of Wendao in his mind, trying to use the power of Wendao to reconcile the corrosive energy of the demonic way in her body.

The room was silent, with only the soft light flickering.