Lord Of Martial Arts

"What should we do? We can't let them die," Aria said worriedly. This was the first time in her life that Aria was concerned about others.

"Miss Alissa, please, do your best to keep them alive for now. I'm going off to look for some Soul-burying Herbs," Adonis said after a moment of silent thought.

As far as he knew, the Soul-burying Herb was the only thing in this place that gave them a chance at saving Darren's and his three companions' lives.

"Adonis, didn't you say that the Soul-burying Herbs are incredibly rare, and almost all of them are guarded by powerful creatures in the tomb? It'll be difficult to find them, not to mention dangerous," Paisley said worriedly.

"I can't be thinking about all that. It's our only hope right now. The Soul-burying Herbs are indeed very rare at the peripheral edge of the imperi

if her soul had been lost.

"Hmm." Adonis' face had no color left in it. He opened his eyes ever so slightly and said, "Aria, hurry. Hurry back."

"Ah!" Aria then came back to her senses. Tears welled in her eyes. She activated her Spirit Power, disregarding the restrictions from her cultivation method, trying her best to mobilize the advanced healing principle onto Adonis.

She treated him for a while and then carried him and the Soul-breaking Herb, flying off towards Darren and the others at high speed.

An hour later, she finally arrived where Darren and the others were.

But there was no relief or relaxation for her. On the contrary, her stress heightened, as well as her hopelessness.

What she saw, were dozens of strange creatures with black scales, surrounding Darren and the others lying on the ground.