"This is definitely not Jiang Ping An! Jiang Ping An is already dead!"
Bu Si's entire body trembled, his face filled with disbelief.
For a dried corpse person, the dead and corpses were not frightening. What was truly frightening was someone who had already died coming back to life.
Bu Si suspected that the person before him merely resembled Jiang Ping An and was not the Jiang Ping An he knew.
Jiang Ping An looked at Bu Si in surprise. "You didn't die in the Barren Realm?"
The Barren Realm had been destroyed, and the vast majority of living beings had been devoured by Heavenly Immortals from the Chaos Forbidden Zone.
Perhaps Bu Si had gone to the Origin Realm through the Treasure Accumulation Basin in advance, allowing him to escape disaster and survive until now.
When he heard Jiang Ping An mention the Barren Realm, Bu Si's final shred of doubt shattered. This person either looked extraordinarily like Jiang Ping An, or he was Jiang Ping An!
Seeing someone from his "hometown" again after several thousand years left Bu Si with tangled emotions—excitement, shock, elation.
"It really is you. Weren't you dead? What happened?"
According to the information he had received, Jiang Ping An had already fallen.
"We'll talk about that later. Help me restrain these two first. I'm going to deal with them."
Jiang Ping An looked toward the two extra tomb robbers.
"Fine. I hate tomb robbers most in my life."
Bu Si was already a Human Immortal powerhouse. The Dao he cultivated was the Corpse Driving Dao, and the corpse he controlled was at the Earth Immortal level.
Jiang Ping An reminded him, "That man has a talisman on him that can seal the power of an Earth Immortal-level powerhouse. Be careful."
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