"Ah, I must be close to dying of old age too. That's why I dreamed of father, mother, eldest brother, and second brother."
At this moment, Father and Mother stared in disbelief while his younger siblings continued chattering away.
Ye Qingxuan finally could not hold back any longer. Under his parents' gazes, he nodded slightly and said:
"Father, mother, second brother, and third sister, more than a hundred thousand years have indeed passed since you died of old age."
"This place is precisely the Ye Family Ruins, more than a hundred thousand years later."
"You, along with the other Ye Family members, were all revived by me."
"Not only that, from now on, you will return to your youth and possess the talent to cultivate."
After saying that, Ye Qingxuan waved his hand.
Father Ye, Mother Ye, Ye Qingxuan's younger brother Ye Qingao, younger sister Ye Qingying, as well as the other mortal family members of Ye Qingao and Ye Qingying who were still reviving—
At that moment, all their white hair turned black, their wrinkles vanished, their skin regained its elasticity, and every one of them returned to their peak state.
Sensing the changes in themselves and those around them,
Father Ye, Mother Ye, and Ye Qingxuan's younger siblings were each overcome with disbelieving excitement.
"Th-this... all of this is actually real?"
"Xuan'er, y-you can actually revive us? Is that truly something human power can accomplish?"
"Holy crap, eldest brother, w-what realm have you reached? Can you actually bring us back from the dead?"
"Father, mother, second brother, y-you've all returned to how you looked when you were young. And me—I've returned too?"
"Eldest Brother, this really isn't a dream? Is it real?"
At this moment, Father Ye forcefully suppressed the shock in his heart, took a deep breath,