Eastern Divine Region, Glazed Light Realm.

Shui Qianheng was sitting cross legged on top of a slowly rotating light profound formation. It was different from the one Yun Che had given Cang Shuhe, but the basis of power of both light profound formations—the Divine Miracle of Life—was the same.

Back then, the Moon God Emperor had ruthlessly dealt what could only be described as an irreversible amount of damage to Shui Qianheng’s profound veins. Even the lowliest profound practitioner would know that healing the damage was impossible, let alone the Glazed Light Realm King himself.

That was then, this was now. As the sole practitioner of the Divine Miracle of Life in all of Primal Chaos, there was practically nothing Yun Che couldn’t heal except death itself. However, it still took a not insignificant amount of time to undo the damage.

Yun Che withdrew his hands three hours later. The light profound formation beneath Shui Qianheng dispelled on its own afterward.

Shui Qianheng slowly opened his eyes and released his aura naturally before he even climbed to his feet. After fully grasping the dream-like changes that had occurred to his profound veins, the man who once gave up all hope of recovery bent his upper body as low as he could while barely holding back tears of joy. “I… thank Your Magnificence for this gift!”

Yun Che caught Shui Qianheng before he could bow completely. “Please, Senior Shui. This is but a speck of dust compared to the favor the Glazed Light Realm has done unto me.”

Yun Che had always held great respect and gratitude for the Glazed Light Realm, and Shui Meiyin’s favor to him was something he couldn’t hope to repay even in a million lifetimes. He only wished that he could do more.

“Exaggerating, you are exaggerating, Devil Master.”

Despite Yun Che’s assurances, Shui...