Of course,
He was, technically, still alive.
But after months of having his blood drawn day and night without interruption, he was already skeletal. His aura was faint; he was barely hanging on by a thread.
Shen Changchuan suspected,
that if they had arrived a few days later,
the clan's ancestor would have probably kicked the bucket.
And this,
was precisely why the Soul Lamp he had left behind in the clan's ancestral hall had grown so incredibly weak.
But regardless,
both individuals had been brought back safe and sound.
The mission was a perfect success.
For this,
during the handover,
the clan's leader was endlessly grateful.
He was just short of kneeling in gratitude.
This was understandable.
For a Soul Emergence Clan,
the importance of their sole Soul Emergence Realm ancestor and their Tier One Alchemist was practically self-evident!
Without a Soul Emergence ancestor,
they couldn't deter the covetous eyes from the outside,
