Resurrection, Rebirth Through Nirvana

Zang Xin looked at the chunks of flesh on the ground, then at the scattered flesh and corpses in the distance.

"Deal with the flesh here and the corpses over there. Bury them together. It can count as compensation for their family."

After giving the order, Zang Xin left. He did not feel much guilt. They could only be blamed for their bad luck.

In his soul form, Chen An watched Yun Ming and Zang Xin leave, utterly calm.

A frightening calm. When emotions such as grief and hatred reached their peak, all that remained was calmness.

A deathly calm. No expression or words could convey the grief he felt at that moment.

Heart-wrenching pain and anguish that pierced the soul—those words still seemed insufficient.

The scene before Chen An blurred. The world spun, and he gradually lost consciousness.

A Titled Douluo from the Tang Sect casually swept up the chunks of flesh from the ground with Soul Power.

When he noticed there was still an intact corpse, he could not help but feel surprised.

"How strange. This kid's body actually remained intact?" he muttered.

The corpse could not truly be called intact; it had merely not fallen apart.

Its flesh was still mangled into chunks, bloody and gruesome.

The man did not pay much attention to it and casually lifted the corpse with Soul Power.

After looking around and spotting a hill, he headed in that direction.

He dug a large pit into the hillside and tossed the corpse and scattered flesh inside.

Then he filled in the pit, forming a simple grave.

There was no tombstone. He did not know these people's names, nor could he be bothered to make one.

Beneath the soil, a green glow gradually lit up in Chen An's chest and spread throughout his body.

Under the influence of the green light, his shattered body began to heal.

Gray-black matter appeared within the healing muscles before slowly fading away, becoming nearly impossible to see with the naked eye.

Who knew how long passed before Chen An gradually regained consciousness, as though awakening from a long dream.

The exhaustion that followed a long sleep washed over him, making him want to open his eyes but unable to do so.

No, it was not that he could not. It was that he did not have them.

He could not sense the existence of his body, as though he was nothing but consciousness.

Slowly, he began to sense his body again, and his five senses returned as well.

He could faintly hear voices coming from above. Two people were talking.

As he listened, he tried to move his body, but the soil pressing down on him made movement difficult.

He strained to push the soil apart, and his body suddenly grew hot.

It seemed as though some force was about to erupt and break free from his control.

Dense scales began to emerge across the surface of his skin, and his body underwent a drastic transformation.

On the hillside, a beautiful girl of just over eight was speaking with a middle-aged man.

The slope where they stood was relatively flat, with no greenery in sight, only yellow earth.

About ten meters away from where they stood was a patch of loose soil.

"My Lady, are you truly planning to transfer part of your consciousness into the Silver Dragon Spear?"

The man in black asked solemnly, clearly not in favor of the matter.

He appeared to be in his forties, tall and broad, with a handsome, resolute face. A lock of golden hair hung from his forehead along one side of his cheek.

It was easy to tell from his appearance that he was the sort of person who was steady yet unyielding.

Yet, when facing a girl of just over eight, he behaved with considerable humility.

My Lady—two simple words that directly revealed the difference in their status.

The girl of just over eight was exceptionally beautiful, her features seemingly carved with painstaking care.

Paired with skin as smooth and delicate as jade, she was so beautiful that even women would envy her.

She had not yet fully grown into her beauty. Once she truly matured, she would undoubtedly be stunning enough to topple kingdoms and cities.

Though young, the girl possessed the bearing of an adult, as noble and aloof as a queen.

Gu Yue Na wore a troubled expression, unable to make up her mind. Separating part of her consciousness was no good thing for her.

It would divide part of her power and slow her growth.

Moreover, it could trigger a series of uncontrollable events that would be impossible to fully predict.

But if she did not separate it, the stirrings she felt toward Tang Wulin would surely grow stronger and stronger.

Perhaps it would eventually affect her plans for revenge against humanity.

After a brief hesitation, Gu Yue Na gradually firmed her resolve and nodded heavily.

"To carry out my revenge plan without distractions, I must do this," Gu Yue Na said to Di Tian.

Seeing that Gu Yue Na had made up her mind, Di Tian could only sigh. He knew there was no use trying to persuade her further.

"Help guard me," Gu Yue Na said. She was a decisive person.

Since she had decided to do it, she would act immediately without any intention of delaying.

"Alright." Di Tian could only support Gu Yue Na's decision. He moved farther away and remained alert.

With a thought from Gu Yue Na, a silver spear appeared before her, floating in the air.

The spear was over twelve feet long and exceptionally slender, with the spearhead accounting for one-third of its total length.

Fine dragon scales covered its surface. The scales were hexagonal, delicate and evenly arranged, making it quite beautiful.

The spear was longer than Gu Yue Na herself. As it floated silently in the air, sharpness and Dragon Might spread outward together.

Di Tian, who had already moved some distance away, instinctively tensed his muscles. It was not that the spear could threaten him.

Rather, the aura it emitted was beyond his reach, and his bloodline was utterly suppressed.

Gu Yue Na began stripping away part of her consciousness, intending to transfer it into the Silver Dragon Spear.

This was her bonded weapon, a part of her body. There could be no better vessel for her consciousness.

Just as she began, a surge of energy suddenly erupted from the mound of earth not far away.

Gu Yue Na and Di Tian's expressions both changed. Before they could react, the soil exploded.

"Roar!" An incomparably impassioned dragon's roar rang out, filled with endless fury and killing intent.

Di Tian felt as though his heart had been struck by a heavy hammer. Energy surged within him, yet his bloodline trembled and withered.

This was the sign of bloodline suppression. His Black Dragon bloodline had been suppressed!

Gu Yue Na's bloodline also stirred within her, as though drawn by that roar.

Her bloodline had not been suppressed, but it became abnormally active and excited.

A gigantic dragon wreathed in deathly aura burst from the ground and shot straight upward, as though it intended to pierce the heavens.

Gu Yue Na halted her movements, gripping the Silver Dragon Spear as her gaze followed the dragon's ascent.

In a flash, Di Tian appeared before Gu Yue Na, shielding her behind him.

"This subordinate has failed in his duty. I actually did not notice a dragon hiding here beforehand."

Di Tian spoke with deep self-reproach. Before this, he had repeatedly sensed the surroundings.

Yet he had detected neither humans nor soul beasts. And now, a dragon had suddenly emerged.

He felt greatly ashamed. He had lost face before his lady.

He raised his head to the sky, his eyes brimming with killing intent toward the Dragon of Death that had suddenly burst forth.

Yet he did not attack immediately. Few soul beasts remained, and dragon-type soul beasts were even rarer.

Until he understood the situation, he was unwilling to act rashly.

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