Qingfeng Li looked at Qixuan Zhenren and said, "You are not going to die. I promised you that I will lengthen the lives of you and the Sky Fate Elder. I will fulfill my promise."
Qixuan Zhenren smiled bitterly and said, "I know that I don't have much time left now, the only thing that can save me is a saint-level elixir, and both the Sky Fate Elder and I are at the end of our lives."
Qingfeng Li smiled and took out a china vase, which contained some red liquid.
He opened the lid of the vase, and a strong sense of life came off from it.
After smelling this strong sense of life, a flash of surprise and happiness appeared in Qixuan Zhenren's eyes. He then said, "Dark Fire Saint Liquid, is that a saint level elixir from the legends? Where did you find it?"
Qixuan Zhenren and the Sky Fate Elder had been dozing off for the past days, they were almost dying, so they had no idea what happened outside.