The Xiqi grand encampment.
Inside the central tent, lanterns blazed with bright light, and immortal radiance illuminated all directions.
This was a sleepless night.
Everyone in the tent gazed at the immortal in the center, who had a large head, a prominent forehead, long white hair, and the cheerful, youthful complexion of a child.
At this moment, soft immortal radiance surged all over his body, ceaselessly washing back and forth through the body of the unconscious man lying before him.
With every sweep of the immortal radiance, another trace of color returned to the bloodless face of the man.
Time ticked away bit by bit until the bright moon hung in the western night sky, and the inexplicable fluctuations within the tent finally ceased.
The man who had been lying motionlessly on the wooden table, unconscious and practically dead, sat up and cast a dazed, sweeping glance around, failing to quite comprehend his current situation.
"Immortal Taiyi-junior brother, you've finally woken up. Why don't you hurry up and thank Antarctic Immortal Elder for saving your life?"
Fortunately, someone rushed over to Chi Jingzi's side at that moment, helped him up, and informed him of the present circumstances.
"Chi Jingzi! Many thanks to Senior Grand-Uncle for saving my life."
The immortal with the hair of a crane and the face of a child who had been performing spells just moments before was none other than the Chan Sect's senior apprentice-brother, Antarctic Immortal Elder.
Resurrecting Chi Jingzi had also cost Antarctic Immortal Elder a tremendous amount of energy. Originally sitting cross-legged on a cattail mat to regulate his breath, he slowly opened his eyes upon hearing Chi Jingzi's words, looked calmly at Chi Jingzi, and then spoke:
"We are fellow apprentice-brothers, no need for such excessive courtesy. If you want to thank