The long wait for his revival finally ended.
Song Shuhang's mist-shrouded body began to solidify, regenerating bit by bit from the skeleton outward. At last, he no longer had to roll around on Heavenly Emperor Throne Two out of boredom.
"Hurry up and come back to life. Stop wallowing in death," the Northern Great Emperor said. "We're waiting for your throne."
After all, he had traded away his dignity for this chance to use the Heavenly Emperor's Throne. Naturally, he was invested.
To him, this was no mere Heavenly Emperor's Throne... it was his pride!
"I'll be there in a moment, Senior Northern! Don't worry!" Song Shuhang said.
As he spoke, he opened his Cultivation Chat System again to check his current status.
In the system, the note on his profile reading "deader than dead" gradually faded... meaning he was leaving that state behind.
Song Shuhang scrolled down his friends list and brought up the Heavenly Emperor's Son's status.
There was still no sign of the Heavenly Emperor's Son reviving. His status remained unchanged.
The Heavenly Court has been reestablished, and he still hasn't revived. What is he waiting for?
Could Dadazi's revival cycle be measured in millennia?
Or did his revival require a particular opportunity, a certain condition to be met, like White Dragon Sister's and the Northern Great Emperor's had?
While he pondered, his physical left arm was the first part to recover completely. Then the arm of Senior White's Primordial Spirit Projection appeared within Song Shuhang's left arm once more.
"My lucky left hand," Song Shuhang said cheerfully.
Thanks to Senior White's luck, even in revival, his arm had finished first.
Once his arm recovered, the still-reviving, misty Song Shuhang rose from the Heavenly Emperor's Throne. He extended his lucky left hand and lightly touched the throne.