In the Source Wisdom Great World, within the World Core space, the resurrected Wisdom God murmured Han Yi's name. Hatred surged like a tide in his eyes, yet his expression was strangely calm.
Just as Han Yi had expected.
To a certain extent, he was currently impossible to kill. Or rather, unless the attacker surpassed the Celestial Venerable realm, they could not erase him.
He was an alternative lifeform. In a sense, he had been born from the life force of the entire Source Wisdom Great World combined with the world's origin. He was even more peculiar than the Dao Immortal Grand Celestial Venerable.
So long as cultivators remained alive in the Source Wisdom Great World, and so long as no World Venerable took action, he could resurrect within this world.
But resurrection was one thing. The fury in his heart had nowhere to go, crushed down and trapped within him.
Had the Source Wisdom Corpse still been present, Han Yi would absolutely have come with no way back and would surely have died in the Source Wisdom Great World.
What was hateful was that the Source Wisdom Corpse had been dragged into the Source-less Land. Even Wisdom God's true body could no longer sense where it was. He could only vaguely perceive that, as time passed, the Source Wisdom Corpse was somehow getting farther and farther away. That faint connection was gradually weakening, and by now it was nearly severed.
Wisdom God thought to himself.
His gaze swept through the World Core space before, through some method, spreading to every corner of the Intellect Realm.
After a moment, he withdrew his senses and could not help letting out a heavy sigh inwardly.
He had no choice but to admit that although he was "immortal," he had no better means