Summoning himself?
That was impossible!
Sheng Xin's experience with a strange technique like the Descent of Ancestor Shou Technique went far beyond merely feeling it deeply. He had been descended upon once before.
But at its utmost, this technique only used the imprint markers of the Way of Will to teleport across spatial distances along the same timeline.
In essence, it was merely a variant of a shifting technique plus a body-seizing technique, then given a bit of artistic packaging to make it look extremely powerful.
The marvel did not lie in the Descent of Ancestor Shou Technique.
The marvel lay in the external packaging, and in the timing at which Xu Xiaoshou used the Descent of Ancestor Shou Technique.
Therefore, how could it be possible for Xu Xiaoshou to use this technique to cross countless planes and different times and spaces and, without having mastered the Dao of Time and Space, successfully descend himself from his Reincarnation Body back into his Past Life Body?
"Hiss, hiss!"
Yet as the golden light of the Golden Profound Finger shot over, Xu Xiaoshou, who stood before him as fragile as paper paste, spat a black light from his mouth after shouting the Descent of Ancestor Shou Technique.
That light tore the sky apart, cut the five Golden Profound Fingers to pieces, then twisted in midair with a long cry, so excited it was beyond measure.
Ying—
"Hidden Pain?" Sheng Xin froze, and his expression suddenly turned complicated.
"Hidden Pain!" Xu Xiaoshou likewise froze. His Descent of Ancestor Shou Technique had not summoned his reincarnated body, but had instead called forth Hidden Pain, which existed only in the dream world.
This step would be not only a small step for him, Xu Xiaoshou, but an enormous step for the Age of Dharma Decline