"Master, you're finally awake!"
"You have no idea—you were out of it for ten thousand years. You scared your disciple half to death."
Inside the Zi Dao Creation Space, having received the message that Zhang Xuan had awakened, Zi Tian instantly left his cultivation retreat and appeared before Zhang Xuan.
His face was full of excitement as he rambled on for quite a while.
"Out of it?"
"Yes, you were out of it before, completely motionless."
"Oh, right, hurry and think of a way to save Mistress and the others."
"What happened to Xi Er and the others?" Zhang Xuan frowned, staring intently at Zi Tian.
"Mistress and the others were kidnapped by that sinister young powerhouse. Lin Tian and the rest were all turned into puppets who knew only slaughter."
"Hmm? Puppets who knew only slaughter?"
"Why are you fine?"
Just as Zi Tian was about to answer, Zi Dao suddenly appeared. "Because of this Old Man. Little friend, you're finally awake!"
"You are?" Zhang Xuan turned his gaze toward Zi Dao, who looked exactly like Zi Tian.
"This Old Man is Zi Dao."
"Zi Dao? Disciple, is he your twin brother?"
Zi Tian chuckled foolishly. "You could say that!"
Without the original body speaking, he could not say so outright.
"Forget that. We should think about how to save Mistress and the others!"
Zhang Xuan frowned, deep in thought.
He had not expected that his consciousness being moved by the Golden Light into that mysterious great hall for only a moment would mean ten thousand years had passed here.
In ten thousand years, anything could have happened. Fortunately, Zi Tian quickly explained the situation, and Zhang Xuan let out a breath.
After pondering for a moment, his consciousness left his body again, departing the Zi Dao Creation Space