Resurrection
Whoosh, whoosh, whoosh!
Whoosh, whoosh, whoosh!
Darkness flowed through the depths of space. After an unknown length of time, the surrounding space rippled, and Jiang Yan suddenly opened his eyes, finally coming to.
"Good, good, good. As expected of the Po Xu Sect's treasured legacy, this Dream Empty Hammer really is formidable. Even I fell for it."
"Jiang Zhizhi... You helped me once again."
Although Jiang Yan had been affected by the Dream Empty Hammer's power to blur truth and falsehood, and temporarily could not break free, he had not completely lost his awareness of the outside world.
He knew that, at the moment of danger, Jiang Zhizhi had appeared out of nowhere and casually helped him, finally crushing Po Xu Old Ancestor.
Otherwise, though he could still have escaped this crisis, he would have had to use a few more tricks to suppress Po Xu Old Ancestor.
"Still, I wonder why Jiang Zhizhi returned to the Mother River from that mysterious place. Judging by the way she looked, it seemed urgent—she didn't even stay to catch up with me."
As Jiang Yan pondered the matter, he kept busy as well. With a sweep of his wide sleeve, boundless Feather Divine Light rained down, freeing the Sword Sect and Xuanbing Palace members from the Dream Empty Hammer's influence and bringing them back to their senses.
"Thank you for intervening, Great Dao Lord Jiang."
Yu Qingjue and Bing Han'er stood at a distance and bowed to Jiang Yan in gratitude.
At their level, once the Dream Empty Hammer had affected them, they had no idea what had happened afterward.
Now that they had regained control of themselves, they assumed Jiang Yan had simply been stronger and suppressed Po Xu Old Ancestor, which was why they had returned to normal.
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