The cave also quieted down.
Hao Xuan then realized that in this cave, only he was left alive.
And although he couldn’t see, something in the shadows across seemed to glance at him before slowly approaching him.
Hao Xuan’s gaze filled with fear, his limbs went cold, he couldn’t help but shiver.
“Don’t… don’t come over…”
But the shadow kept getting closer.
The oppressive feeling looming in the dark grew stronger.
Just as Hao Xuan’s fear reached its peak, his face utterly pale.
Suddenly, a low shadow appeared in front of him.
Then the shadow gradually solidified, and a human figure appeared, revealing a sweet little face.
“Hao Xuan, I’m here to save you!”
Mo Hua displayed an innocently sweet smile.
Hao Xuan was stunned for a moment, then completely dazed.
In that instant, he doubted if he was dreaming.
Everything seemed so unreal.
Whether it was the black-clothed cultivators hunting him or Mo Hua saving him…
It felt like he’d awaken with the sun shining, lying on the bed in Disciple’s Residence, then going reluctantly to class.
Hao Xuan closed his eyes and then opened them again.
It wasn’t a dream…
The night was still deep.
The chill in the mountains was still intense.
Blood from his forehead dripped into his eyes, making them sting painfully, and his body was covered in wounds, the chains that bound him also cutting into his flesh.
The white chilling blade light that loomed above his head earlier was still vivid in his memory.
It was truly a brush with death…
Hao Xuan remained dazed for a long time, staring at Mo Hua, his eyes suddenly brimming with tears.
“Mo Hua…”
He looked at Mo Hua as if he was seeing a dear family member…
He had never suffered so much since childhood, nearly losing his life…
…
Mo Hua unlocked Hao Xuan’s chains and fed him a Pill that healed injuries, stopped bleeding, and nourished energy.
His injuries gradually improved, and his breath also stabilized.
Hao Xuan finally breathed a sigh of relief, saying,
“I thought I was going to die here…”
Mo Hua thought for a moment and then curiously asked,
“Don’t you have that rune? The one used for saving life, shiny with golden light…”
Hao Xuan was stunned, “The special Eternal Life Rune?”
“Uh-huh.” Mo Hua nodded.
He had just heard Hao Xuan say himself that he was from the Hao family’s Direct Lineage, with an ancestor in the Heaven Void Realm.
Hao Xuan shook his head and sighed,
“Such a precious rune, where would I deserve it…”
“I indeed have an ancestor in the Heaven Void Realm, but the ancestor has many, many descendants, like my great-grandchildren…”
“Unless my Spiritual Root wrestling the creation of heaven and earth, my constitution shocking the ancient and lighting the present… or unless my Bloodline is special, the sole continuity of the ancestor’s line, with no successor after my death, otherwise, the ancestor would never plant a special Eternal Life Rune for me…”