C923 Profound Wood for Panaceas

Huang Zetian's breathing quickened. He didn't die because of injuries, but because his longevity had been completely depleted. It was impossible for the other party not to notice. However, under such circumstances, the young alchemist before him could still make such a promise.

Could it be that he really had a way?

"Lord Alchemy Master, is what you said true?" Huang Zetian said hoarsely