Han Li sighed in his heart. Although he had obtained many spiritual medicines from the remains of the Spirit Ether Garden, none of them could extend life. He felt powerless about it.
"Senior Martial Brother, there's no need to be too disheartened. Perhaps in the coming years, another opportunity might arise!" Han Li could only offer consolation.
The elder shook his head with an indifferent look, seemingly having thoroughly understood the matters of life and death.
Han Li naturally didn't bring up the matter again, but instead flipped his hand, producing a white jade slip in his palm:
