The Divine Liquid, carrying the essence of divinity, transcended the realm of mortals. It surged into Bei Yun's body with the force of thunder, cleansing every corner within. All toxins were forced out—whether it was the poison from the giant insect or the enigmatic venom that had entangled him for over forty years. Everything was expelled, and his back was soaked in a blood-red hue that stained his clothes.
The fragment of the giant insect fell away, and the wound it had created healed by itself.
The red rashes on his face and body disappeared in an instant, and his blood-red skin reverted to normal. Even the scratches left earlier by Bei Lingsu had already healed.
The icy and fiery forces within his body seemed to annihilate each other, leaving his pulse unprecedentedly strong and balanced.
A moment ago, he had been on the brink of death, ready to meet the King of Hell. Now, life coursed through his veins once more.
