"Huh?" However, in the next moment, Chen Feng's expression changed slightly, and a bad feeling appeared in his heart.
He saw that although his immortal energy was flowing rapidly in Wu Yongjun's body and seemed to be flowing very smoothly, as long as he sensed it carefully, he could feel that the immortal energy seemed to be constantly consumed and disintegrated by an invisible force.
In just a moment, Chen Feng's immortal essence had already been consumed. Under such circumstances, it would not take much time for his immortal essence to be completely consumed.
"How weird!" Chen Feng muttered to himself, and in his heart he recalled the characteristics of the plague virus that the Demon Lord had encountered in the Demon Lord's inheritance.
"There is a plague that turns people into corpses, destroys people's minds, destroys people's skin, and destroys people's vitality. It is an unparalleled evil..."
Chen Feng recalled the Demon Lord's description of the plague in the inheritance, but his mind was concentrating on observing the characteristics of the plague virus in Wu Yongjun's body.
Gradually, the characteristics of the two viruses began to overlap. Chen Feng discovered that although there were some differences between the two plague viruses, most of their characteristics were exactly the same.
"Perhaps, although these two plague viruses are not of the same type, there must be some connection between them. There may even be a close connection between the two." Chen Feng said in his heart.
"Roar-"
At this moment, Wu Yongjun suddenly roared violently, and Chen Feng's immortal energy was unable to suppress the bloodthirsty emotion in Wu Yongjun's body.
Feeling Wu Yongjun's struggle getting more and more fierce, Chen Feng's understanding of this plague virus has reached a new level: "It seems that what Senior Demon Lord said in his inheritance is correct. Dandan relied on Xianyuan to suppress the plague virus, but it really didn't work. This kind of plague virus seems to have a natural restraint on Xianyuan."
"Master Fengdan, be careful!"
A loud shout sounded, and Chu Renlong rushed towards him rapidly. Obviously, Wu Yongjun was getting more and more out of control, which made Chu Renlong very worried. That was true. After all, Chen Feng was the first alchemist who was willing to try to cure the plague in three years. If there was any mistake, Chu Renlong would be the sinner of Baiyu City.
However, Chen Feng shook his hand and said with a laugh: "It's okay, it's okay!"
As he spoke, two rays of light suddenly shot out from Chen Feng's eyes. As soon as these two rays of light appeared, they turned into two thin needles and suddenly pierced towards Wu Yongjun's brain.
Soul-piercing needle!
Although it was only the most basic soul attack technique, the Soul Piercing Needle was much more powerful than when Chen Feng used it in the cultivation world. At this moment, if Chen Feng's Soul Piercing Needle was fully unleashed, even a celestial being would suffer a great loss. For Wu Yongjun, who was like a walking corpse, the power was even more powerful.
As expected, as the soul-piercing needle successfully pierced into Wu Yongjun's brain, the inexplicably violent Wu Yongjun suddenly tilted his head and suddenly became silent.
"Haha, what the Demon Lord said in his inheritance is indeed correct. Although this virus is powerful, it cannot control the sea of consciousness of the cultivator. As long as the sea of consciousness is attacked with the soul technique, the movement of the infected person can be restricted to some extent. If rescue is provided when the virus is suppressed, the infected person may still be saved."
Thinking of this, Chen Feng couldn't help but admire the Demon Lord even more. After all, although the White Jade City is not big, it is an important city in the Three Emperors Immortal Kingdom. The strength is complex, and there are many alchemists in it. The plague virus that so many alchemists are helpless against, the Demon Lord had already developed a cure a long time ago.
However, these methods had long been silenced with the death of the Demon Lord. If it were not for the coincidence that I obtained the Demon Lord's inheritance, I am afraid I don't know when the Demon Lord's inheritance will reappear in the world.
"First, I got the Demon Lord's inheritance, and then I encountered this plague. Perhaps, all of this is arranged by fate. Since I, Chen Feng, have got the Demon Lord's inheritance, how about letting his inheritance spread in my hands?"
"Besides, the Demon Lord cares about the world. If he knew that I used his inheritance to benefit the world, I'm afraid he would smile in his grave."
Chen Feng's thoughts were flowing in his mind, but his hands did not pause at all.
Chen Feng took out a pill that looked like white jade.
"Heavenly Soul Pill is specially used to heal the soul. Now is the time for you to play a role." Chen Feng murmured, and then pinched Wu Yongjun's chin with his other hand, making his mouth slightly open. Then, Chen Feng stuffed the Heavenly Soul Pill into Wu Yongjun's mouth.
The Tianhun Pill melted in the mouth and there was no need to swallow it. It turned into a stream of medicinal juice and flowed into Wu Yongjun's lungs.
A strange thing happened. Wu Yongjun's blood-red eyes suddenly condensed, and then the scarlet in his eyes gradually faded. Not long after, the violent aura in his eyes dissipated, and he returned to his original clarity.
Everyone held their breath, and their hearts were filled with excitement. In the past three years, anyone infected with the virus had only turned into a corpse. When had they ever seen a corpse regain consciousness
"What's wrong with me?"
Just as everyone was holding their breath and looking forward to it, a hoarse voice rang out.
"boom-"
Suddenly, everyone cheered, and the loud cheers spread throughout the entire Baiyu City.
"Haha, we are saved, we are saved!"
Everybody cheered wildly, and everyone had an ecstatic look on their face.
"Hey, I remember I have turned into a corpse, how come..."
Wu Yongjun shook his head vigorously, his mind still a little unclear.
"Haha, Lao Wu, you've been rescued." Someone shouted excitedly, "Master Fengdan has restored you."
"Changed...changed back?" Wu Yongjun's eyes widened, his eyes full of disbelief. Then, he suddenly trembled all over, turned around and knelt down in front of Chen Feng, without saying a word, and kowtowed repeatedly.
Only those who have truly experienced death can understand how happy it is to be alive. Wu Yongjun had experienced this, so at this moment he was so excited that he couldn't speak, and he could only kowtow to express his gratitude.
Chen Feng helped him up and said with a smile: "Haha, don't be too happy too soon. I just gave you a Heavenly Soul Pill. Although it is effective, it can only temporarily pull you back from the gates of hell. When the power of the Heavenly Soul Pill can no longer resist the power of the plague virus, you will still become a corpse. At that time, even if there is another Heavenly Soul Pill, it will not be able to save you."
(I just got home at 11pm, so I quickly updated a chapter. I've been very busy lately, please understand.)