The Elder Ice Drake, lying near the center of the valley, raised his humanoid head weakly.
His voice, though faint, still carried dignity. "Human… it is too late," he rasped. "This poison is beyond immortal means to cleanse. Only a Grandmaster Alchemist Healer might help... Even I cannot… suppress it much longer."
"Do not speak," Lin Mu said, stepping forward. His voice softened as he looked into the elder's dimming eyes. "Save your strength. I'll handle the rest."
The Elder blinked, confusion flickering across his scaly face.
"You…?" He tried to speak, but before he could say another word, a soft, warm aura began to radiate from Lin Mu's body.
HUALA
At first, it was faint... a gentle pulse that felt like a summer breeze in the middle of winter. Then, as Lin Mu began to chant, the entire valley's atmosphere shifted.
"Embrace the heart of nature and bask in its benevolence," his voice intoned, calm and deep. "Cleanse your heart and purify all that taints the worlds."
