Bab 1291: The Third Technique of the Hong Meng Heart Sutra (2)

However, his body had truly reached its limit.

He licked his cracked tongue and mumbled helplessly as though he was talking to himself.

"Lord Beast, I can't take it anymore. Are you friends from the underworld nearby? Can you lend me a hand? Just once…"

Chu Chuan slowly closed his eyes. He was exhausted.

It would not be long before he fell into a death-like sleep.

"Lord Beast…"

He moved his lips weakly. He could not make a sound.

"Huh?"

Chu Chuan heard a distant voice but could not open his eyes to look.

He was not sure if he was seeing things.

"Princess, is it him?"

"Who would have thought we'd encounter him on the way back? But he looks like he's about to die."

"Do you want to help him, Princess? But the formation is about to activate… There's no time."

"It's fine. I'll give him a sliver of lifeforce. Whether he can continue depends on himself. I'm really generous, even at the age of eighteen."