Discussion! The Gap in Strength!

Divine Silkworm War King's true appearance finally emerged completely.

He was a thin, withered old man, his face full of wrinkles, his hair grizzled, a few sparse whiskers growing on his chin.

His eyes were closed, his chest did not rise or fall, as if he were sleeping peacefully.

But you could feel his heartbeat returning.

Once, twice, three times, growing stronger and steadier.

On the morning of the fourth day, sunlight pierced through the sea of clouds, shining on the waterfall, shining on the pool, shining on the small, thin old man at the center of the formation.

His eyelids twitched.

Then he opened his eyes.

Those eyes were amber, exactly the same as Peerless War King's.

They were the eyes unique to the War Kings beneath the Human Emperor's throne—eyes that had endured ten thousand battles without yielding, that had seen all the vicissitudes of time without turning muddy.

Divine Silkworm War King blinked, his gaze somewhat unfocused.

It took him several breaths to readjust to the feeling of "having a body," and then he slowly sat up.

His gaze swept over you at the edge of the formation, then over Su Qingyuan behind you.

It swept over Xuanyuan Tian Ji above the waterfall, and finally landed on Peerless War King.

Silence.

A long silence.

The sound of the waterfall echoed by your ears, beat after beat, like a heartbeat.

Then Divine Silkworm War King spoke.

His voice was hoarse and weak, but every word was perfectly clear.

"Old thing, you're still not dead?"

Peerless War King's eyes reddened all at once.

He strode forward, grabbed Divine Silkworm War King out of the formation, and hugged him fiercely.

His arms locked around him extremely tightly, as if afraid that if he loosened his grip, this old brother would