I asked you to go down the mountain and get married, not to shock the world!

At the same time, Jizhou's face showed a hint of trembling and embarrassment.

The fact that Mingchuan came to rescue them proves that his plan to make a name for himself through missions is very likely to fail...

It's all his fault for being so useless, for being too eager to complete the plan, and for choosing such a challenging task right away.

"Damn it!"

Jizhou punched himself hard, feeling increasingly powerless.

If he were stronger and more thoughtful, perhaps he wouldn't have fallen into such a desperate situation, and perhaps he could have solved the trouble here on his own.

Instead of becoming a burden that needs to be saved, as it is now!

As Mingchuan stepped into the crevice, the immense dragon aura and golden spiritual light surrounding him naturally created a safe area.

It isolated the deathly aura, vibrations, and the hissing of the tentacles from the outside world, bringing a long-lost peace.

His gaze swept across the area, instantly taking in the entire situation within the crevice.

Ye Chuhan's breathing was weak but steady, suggesting that he had taken some pills.

The other two disciples of the Qingcheng Yufa Sect were seriously injured, but their lives were not in immediate danger.

Finally, his gaze fell on Jizhou, who had his head down.

"Ming-ge, I'm so useless! I failed to complete the task you assigned me!"

Mingchuan shook his head helplessly and sighed, "Don't blame yourself. With me, what's useful or useless? Although I gave you the mission, I hope you can survive safely!"

After he finished speaking, he stretched out his finger and gently touched Jizhou's forehead.

A pure, gentle, golden spiritual energy, imbued with vast dragon energy and boundless vitality, instantly surged into Jizhou's nearly dried-up meridians and damaged internal organs.

This spiritual energy is far more efficient and pure than any elixir!

Like a warm spring, it quickly repaired his injuries, dispelled his fatigue and chill, and even the stubborn corrosive wound on his left arm was healing and scabbing over at a speed visible to the naked eye.

Jizhou's body trembled as he felt an indescribable warm current sweep over his entire body. The previous pain and weakness quickly subsided, replaced by an unprecedented feeling of fullness and comfort.

He looked at Mingchuan with emotion, his eyes welling up with tears.

He had thought that Ming Chuan had been in the cultivation world for so long that some things might have changed quietly, but now it seems that Ming Ge is still the same Ming Ge.

He has never changed from beginning to end!

Immediately afterwards, Mingchuan gave him a smile that he hadn't seen in a long time but was familiar with.

"Alright, brat, stop spacing out. Quickly get yourself together and restore your spiritual power as soon as possible."

"The crisis isn't over yet. We need to leave here as soon as possible; we can't stay any longer. As for this damned thing in front of us, we'll figure out how to deal with it later. My current status isn't suitable for me to stay here."

Jizhou nodded, "Okay!"

He immediately began to take the treatment as Mingchuan had instructed.

But then he suddenly remembered something, and his voice trembled: "Oh right, Su Hongzhen sent Luo Yang to lead a team to capture us before, he... he seems to have died in battle."

Upon hearing this, Mingchuan's sharp gaze swept across the crevice in the rock once more, and his keen senses detected a faint yet strangely familiar intense aura lingering in the air.

Luo Yang!

Sure enough, it was he who used the Burning Meridians Technique!

A unique imprint remains in the air, faint yet carrying a sense of finality, unlike any other residual energy.

Mingchuan's eyes narrowed slightly.

He indeed did not sense Luo Yang's life force, but the remaining mark was so clear that it indicated that the level of power Luo Yang unleashed at the last moment was extremely high, and... it did not seem to completely indicate the annihilation of body and soul.

“Luo Yang may not be dead.” Ming Chuan suddenly spoke, his tone certain.

Ji Zhou suddenly looked up, his eyes flashing with disbelief: "What? Luo Yang... he was at the epicenter of that explosion..."

“Although the Burning Meridian Technique is dangerous, there is still a glimmer of hope, especially when the user’s will is strong enough and the explosive energy is of a special nature.” Mingchuan calmly analyzed, “The devouring power here is strange. Perhaps some changes occurred at the last moment that we could not detect. His remaining aura did not completely dissipate into the world, but rather carried a trace of being forcibly transferred or sealed.”

Before he could finish speaking, Mingchuan didn't delay any longer.

With a flick of his left hand, a pale golden talisman radiating a mysterious aura instantly materialized at his fingertips.

It is a spirit-tracing talisman specifically designed to track the source of a particular aura!

"go with!"

Mingchuan flicked his finger, and the pale golden talisman, as if it had a life of its own, transformed into a stream of light and instantly disappeared into the chaotic energy field outside the rock crevice.

It ignored the ferocious tentacles that were still frantically dancing and trying to break through the spiritual energy barrier set up by Mingchuan, and precisely followed the faint but unique remnant breath of Luo Yang's Burning Vein in the air.

Like the most keen hunting dogs, they sped off in a certain direction!

After doing all this, Mingchuan turned his gaze back to the scene outside the crevice, which resembled a wild dance of demons.

Countless terrifying tentacles covered in scales continued to relentlessly assault the golden spiritual energy barrier, producing teeth-grinding impact sounds and hissing sounds of energy annihilation.

The cold will from the ground grew increasingly frenzied due to Mingchuan's intrusion and the display of dragon might. More tentacles were emerging from the cracks, and the tremors throughout the valley intensified, as if something even more terrifying was about to burst forth from the earth!

Mingchuan's eyes instantly turned cold and sharp, like a drawn sword.

The three dragon shadows swirling around him let out a deep roar, their dragon might intensifying, firmly blocking the devouring power that was trying to penetrate inwards.

The Nine Dragons Sword in his hand emitted a clear and melodious sword cry once more, its golden light flickering uncertainly, as if yearning for bloodshed and destruction!

"No matter what kind of monster is hiding underground..." Mingchuan's voice wasn't loud, but it carried a resolute killing intent that clearly echoed inside and outside the crevice, "You hurt my people and ruined my plans. Today, I will make you pay the price!"

He did not launch an attack, but instead held firm at the entrance to the crevice, like an insurmountable barrier.

He was waiting, waiting for the talisman that traces the source of the spirit to send back a message.

It is also gathering strength, preparing to deal with a potentially more powerful counterattack that may be launched from underground.

With him there, this rock crevice, which had just been shrouded in despair, has become the safest fortress in this realm of death.

As Jizhou looked at Mingchuan's tall and steadfast back, feeling the rapidly recovering power within his body and the reassuring golden light, most of the gloom and self-blame in his heart were finally dispelled.

He took a deep breath, no longer hesitated, and immediately sat down cross-legged, fully activating his cultivation technique to absorb the pure spiritual energy that Mingchuan had transferred into his body, racing against time to recover his condition.

He might still not be of much help in the upcoming battles, but at least he can't be a burden anymore!