The woman’s voice came and she said slowly, “Kneel to me, kneel to me, and say what you think.”
Heavenly venerate Haotian struggled hard and knelt down in front of the woman’s feet.
As soon as he said what he thought, he felt that the wounds on his body were healing at an unimaginable speed!
The divine blood that he had lost was flowing back into his body.
His body soon became light.
The flesh and blood between his neck and head grew together, and he no longer had to worry that his head would be washed away if his qi and blood were too strong.
At the same time, he heard the clear sound of Dao. He felt that his heavenly palace was regenerating in his body, and the dao wounds on his body were also disappearing one by one, no longer existing!
This was too miraculous.
This wasn’t medical skill, nor was it a spell. It wasn’t the skill of creation, nor was it the skill of creation. It was more like a miraculous dao was treating him according to his will!
“Taisu?”