The members of the Illusory Snow Gate were taken aback, not knowing what to do as they looked at the Immortal Sword in their chests. They wondered what they had done wrong to provoke the ancestor into cleansing the Sect.
Just then, the Immortal Sword in their chests shimmered and melted away. It transformed into a fine stream that flowed throughout their bodies, visibly healing their wounds.
Healing?
This great-grandmother must have some quirks.
Although it may be disrespectful to think so... but who heals by stabbing people with a sword?!
The discomfort passed, only to be replaced by astonishment; everyone stared dumbfounded at Ji Feixue, questioning the depth of this great-grandmother's Tao Cultivation.
Not only physical injuries of thousands of people, but that old Demon had also damaged their Divine God Souls, yet in the hands of the great-grandmother, it seemed that a casual flick of her wrist resolved everything.
