Chapter 452 : Breaking Death's Grip, Harvesting Dao
After some time recuperating at home, Fang Hao adjusted his condition to peak form. Once ready, he took out the red orb that Fang Ting had given him.
"Huuuh…"
With ample preparation, he stepped through the Twin Gate once more, returning to the ruin left by the Emperor-level cultivator in the Immortal Realm's Ancient Battlefield.
The sky-piercing tree—ten thousand feet tall—still loomed where he had left it. Beneath it, the elite cultivators from various factions still hung, bound alive.
Those who had been captured early were already on the brink of death—only the faintest glimmer of consciousness remained. Their life essence had nearly been drained dry.
As for Yun Chenglai and Fairy Qingyu, who had been captured more recently, their states were better—only slightly weakened. They were fully conscious, able to feel every bit of their essence being slowly and painfully siphoned away.
