The Vast Sea Daoist Lord looked at everyone helplessly, hoping someone could help him.

The only thing that separated a half-immortal from a Transcendent Tribulation cultivator was the Incipient Dao Fruit they possessed, which offered no enhancement to one’s physical constitution. Meeting Ao Ya once again after fifty thousand years, he feared he would end up suffering the same fate as last time.

Unfortunately, when faced with this situation, even the highest-ranking half-immortal Li Haoran couldn’t provide any assistance, much less anyone else.

Although Meng Jingzhou’s blood had yang-boosting properties, his cultivation was limited. Its efficacy extended to Divine Transfiguration cultivators at best, rendering it useless in this scenario.

Everyone could only watch with wide eyes as they bid a helpless farewell to the Vast Sea Daoist Lord.

Only after Ao Ya had dragged the Vast Sea Daoist Lord into a nearby secret chamber did the atmosphere...