"When you go back in a while, I will help you temper your body and help you improve to several realms."

He is now the Saint Ancestor, and it is still very simple to help these people improve their realm.

Jiang He was delighted when he heard this: "That's great."

"How are you?"

Lu Fan looked at the pale Zhao Wanzi: "It's okay, I have already found the soul-reviving grass for you. Once you eat it, you will not only be able to recover from your injuries, but you will also be able to improve a lot."

The Soul-Sustaining Grass is transformed from the soul of a saint.

It’s not just as simple as healing.

Feeling the saint's soul brought about an improvement that even Lu Fan could not imagine.

Zhao Wanzi nodded: "I have sensed the existence of several of my senior brothers. Together we can restore the Heavenly Ancestor Array and trigger the Heavenly Thunder."

Lu Fan nodded: "Where are they?"
Chapter completed!