Zhu Wenqian's eyes glowed in some redness as she slowly subsided her aura.
"Phew, just the first step of the scripture, and my cultivation had already improved drastically." Zhu Wenqian mumbled as she glanced at her hand.
She was in disbelief at how much change had occurred by just practicing a new scripture.
"No wonder we are targeted by everyone within the Saint World." She laughed depressingly.
Maybe if their clan didn't have such a scripture, then they could have avoided this disaster.
"Sigh, no point in thinking about the 'if' possibility. Let's just focus back on cultivating the scripture."
Zhu Wenqian then proceeded to concentrate on cultivating the scripture.
Meanwhile, in his unconscious state, Yang Wei was floating around his body.
His original blood had already met with the Saint Blood that was now coated in a Phoenix Frost Armor.
"Yang Wei, wake up now."