He couldn't help but channel a gentle stream of Pure Yang Spiritual Power to help Xin Tingzheng dissolve some of the accumulated poison in his body.
"Thank you, Sect Leader!"
While Chen Mobai and Xin Tingzheng were conversing, Zhuo Ming had already approached the nearly withered Five-Cornered Ancient Maple, touching it with both hands and employing the Divine Skills of All Things Spiritual Communication.
Unfortunately, they were not in Xiao Nanshan, and this Fourth Order Spirit Plant had been nearly soul shattered by the Heavenly Tribulation, retaining only a trace of its remaining spirit, completely devoid of the ability to communicate.
Zhuo Ming had initially hoped to save this precious Fourth Order Spirit Plant, but now it seemed like an impossible feat.
