"Hahahaha."
The Sky Origin Ancestor chuckled softly, then agreed to it.
"Since the Sky Phoenix Dynasty possesses the wondrous art of Nirvana, how could the Sky Origin Dynasty possibly lack it?
It was difficult even for those in the Great Emperor Realm to die. As blood descendants of a Great Emperor Realm cultivator, they naturally shared the same trait—they would never perish so easily, body and soul extinguished."
The scene shifted.
The Burial Grounds were precisely where the Sky Origin Imperial Family's ancestral shrine stood.
Zhu Moyan and the Sky Origin Ancestor appeared here and began the strange ritual.
As one incantation after another was chanted, the spiritual energy nearby gently fluctuated.
After an unknown amount of time, once everything had fused together, the true spirit was somehow restored through a heaven-defying method. Then, they seized a physical body—one of Zhu Chengqian's spare vessels, condensed from an innate spiritual artifact. It was no weaker than his original physique, perhaps even stronger.
At last, Zhu Chengan was successfully revived.
"Why do I still have consciousness? Wasn't my true spirit completely scattered?"
A wavering, doubtful voice rang out, carrying a trace of hesitation.
Zhu Chengan slowly awoke within these Burial Grounds.
Looking at his own body, his face was filled with deep shock and disbelief.
Only after seeing the Sky Origin Ancestor before him, as well as his dear younger sister Zhu Moyan, did a faint look of realization appear on his face.
"So I've been revived, haven't I?"
Zhu Chengan spoke softly.
"Then what does Older brother plan to do next?
Our Sky Origin Dynasty has practically been wiped out now."
Zhu Moyan's voice carried a thread of icy coldness, along with profound unwillingness.
How could she possibly be content with this?
They had been living peacefully and securely in Chaos