Very quickly, Ye Chen placed Elder Gu on an icy bed.
His eyes were solemn.
As the divine doctor, inheriting the legacy of the Ancient Medical God, it was only natural for him to instantly discern Elder Gu's dire condition.
Even his soul was on the verge of dissipating.
"Elder Cang, where do we start?"
Ye Chen communicated with the Samsara Graveyard.
The Ancient Medical God hesitated for a few seconds before speaking, "The methods of torment used on this person originate from the Outer Realm. In addition to harming him, devilish intent was infused into him—it's quite tricky."
"If it were anyone else, death would be guaranteed."
"But for me, it's merely a bit troublesome."
"Follow my instructions."
"I may also need to borrow your fire."
Hearing this final sentence, Ye Chen finally heaved a sigh of relief.
The next moment, ten golden needles floated in Ye Chen's hand.
These golden needles were rather unusual—each of them emitted extremely intense flames!
