Wang Wu had not died. Even though the appraisal information in his status panel said he was near death, he would not die.
He was merely weak and exhausted. That was the consequence of his demon soul being injured, leaving him groggy all the time.
He could feel himself being placed on a cart, followed by endless travel. It was truly strange—where had Old Ox, Old Ox's sister, and Little Mountain Pig found the power to escape alive beneath the very eyes of a human Heaven Realm Great Cultivator?
And they had even managed to save him. It was simply miraculous.
At times, Wang Wu could not help thinking deeply about it, only for a splitting headache to overwhelm him and force him unconscious once more.
He had no idea how much time had passed. When he woke again, the sensation of his head splitting apart had finally eased considerably. He was able to slowly open his eyes and sit up—only to see a sight that left him utterly stunned.
He was sitting beneath a towering, emerald-green mountain. A great river ran beside him, while an endless primeval forest stretched out in the distance. The sky was a flawless blue, dotted with puffs of white cloud. The breeze was gentle, and the fragrance of flowers and grass mingled with the rich scent of earth, nearly making him think he had truly died and crossed into some unknown otherworld.
This was way too absurd!
"You're awake?"
A somewhat clumsy, indistinct voice suddenly sounded above Wang Wu's head.
He looked up. Holy shit, what a huge Black Spider! Then he looked down. Holy shit, why was he lying on a spiderweb again?
"Do not panic, and do not move around. Your friends will return soon."
Wang Wu was dumbfounded. Truly dumbfounded!
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