Ye Wudao hastily supported the Ghost Doctor, examining his injuries.
"Young Master, how is Ghost Doctor?" Dao Kuang and the others asked with concern.
"The old ghost has exhausted too much energy, and it has damaged him fundamentally!" Ye Wudao said with a grave look in his eyes.
"Ah, this guy, at the peak realm of a War King, forcibly contending against Golden Light Master and three other War Emperor-level experts, surviving until now is already quite impressive," the giant tortoise commented.
Ye Wudao quickly took out nine silver needles from his body and placed them on the Ghost Doctor.
Soon, the Ghost Doctor slowly opened his eyes.
"Little Ye Zi, am I dead?" the Ghost Doctor exclaimed as he saw the silver needles on his body; "Ghost Gate Nine Needles, you, you've actually mastered the Ghost Gate Nine Needles."
Ye Wudao smiled and said, "Thanks to you!"
"Haha, I have a successor now, a successor indeed!" the Ghost Doctor exclaimed, tears streaming down his face.