"It seems that the Samsara Graveyard made the right choice by choosing this person compared to the countless unworthy geniuses in the Kunlun Mountains. Perhaps only Ye Chen can save us!"
Without further ado, Lin Qingxuan quickly instructed Ye Chen, "Disciple, quickly drip your blood essence on it and accept this silver needle! This will become one of your best trump cards at this moment!"
Ye Chen heard the urgent voice in his ear, so he no longer hesitated and forced out a drop of blood essence from his fingertip.
When the blood essence touched the silver needle, a thousand-feet-long auspicious cloud suddenly appeared in the sky above Qingxuan Peak and covered the sky.
The sun and moon lost their color!
More importantly, a line of text appeared on the auspicious cloud.
"The path of medicine is divine, and the path of martial arts is subservient!"
The cloud was instantly surrounded by lightning!
