"With this, Xie'er can be saved." Yi Yun flipped his hand and put the Soul Returning Root into his interspatial ring.
"Senior." The middle-aged man could not help but speak up. He was feeling somewhat anxious.
Now that he had the Soul Returning Root in hand, Yi Yun could leave and no one would be able to stop him.
Although Yi Yun wasn't such a cruel person, it was a matter that determined the survival of the sect. The middle-aged man could not help but feel uneasy.
Ru'er was also looking at Yi Yun with a palpitating heart. She wanted to know if he could really get her father to wake up.
Yi Yun looked up at them and said, "The injury to your sect master's soul isn't very serious. However, his dantian has been sealed which prevents his Yuan Qi from flowing freely. Therefore, placing the Soul Returning Root on him will only ensure that he doesn't die, not save him. He will fine for a bit without it."
