The light of life brightened greatly, ultimately wrapping Zhu Chouquan's entire body.
Zhu Chouquan's injuries, both internal and external, were basically healed.
However, the damage to the divine soul was already very difficult to cure.
The divine soul is the most mysterious and the most special place inside the human body.
Even a tiny crack requires a lot of effort.
Not to mention the entire divine soul is shattered.
Zhu Chouquan slowly opened his eyes, carrying a hint of confusion in his gaze.
He seemed to have made a round trip to the Gate of Death.
Only after realizing he was inside the Monster God's Temple did he feel slightly more at ease.
"At least being alive is good, being alive is good,"
"Chouquan, what exactly happened?" asked the clan leader of the Clan of Light, a man with folded wings and eagle-like eyes, in a deep voice.
It's known that the Light Falcon within the Monster Race's sixteen clans is not considered very strong.
