It was cold water slapped against his forehead, then pinching his philtrum... The two flustered Soul Wanderers nearly resorted to force-feeding him Golden Elixir.
Duan Yitian slowly came to, his face utterly crestfallen.
After quite some time, Duan Yitian let out a resigned sigh. That was simply how things were, and there was nothing he could do about it. Still, he felt somewhat as if his heart had died.
This thing had effectively cost over ten billion to buy back... If it could open a passage between yin and yang, even if it only let him return to Huangquan Continent alone, he would feel that it was worth ten thousand times the price. But if it could only communicate through Divine Sense, and even then only for a limited time, he felt as if he had suffered a tremendous loss.
The Soul Wanderers knew that their general was furious at the moment, so neither dared make a sound.
"Take it for now." Duan Yitian suddenly handed the bead in his hand to the white Soul Wanderer.
"General, this..." The white Soul Wanderer looked astonished.
Duan Yitian sighed. "Although it can't truly open the passage between yin and yang, being able to take a look is still good. Remember, Huangquan is our root and our homeland. As long as we can still see our homeland, we'll definitely find a way back."
Let's just treat it as quenching our thirst by gazing at plums.
The two Soul Wanderers felt that it made sense... At least they could take a look?
Since the Kunlun Great War, countless members of the Nether Clan had been trapped in the Human Realm—but they had families in Huangquan Great Earth.
Sending a message to their parents in their homeland, saying a few intimate words to the wives