When Hualing Patriarch woke this time, he found himself floating around a rocky planet.
"What happened... why..." He was somewhat bewildered, with no idea what had happened.
The blow just now had been too violent, causing his memories to break off once again.
"I was reborn again? I lost my memories..."
Such a thought flashed through Hualing Patriarch's mind.
But the next second, he clutched his head.
The Jian Race had no expressions. But if he had possessed a human face, Hualing Patriarch's current expression would surely have been horribly twisted.
—What exactly happened just now?
—That fellow was no ordinary living being... he was a monster!
At that moment, he no longer had any thought of becoming that person's enemy. He even decided that if he encountered him again in the future, he would immediately retreat. No matter how strong he became, he would never seek revenge.
But the joy of "finding life in a desperate situation" shattered once again in the next instant.
"No, that's not right. As I am now, there's no way I can escape that terrifying fellow... Unless I recover the power of First God Heaven, I won't even be able to withstand a few moves from him!"
"No matter what I do, I can't escape his grasp, unless..."
—He deliberately let me go...
Hualing Patriarch looked toward the celestial body that was replenishing his strength with the radiance of divine power, his eyes filled with terror.
To an Immortal, the destruction of a mere physical body was nothing.
As long as no residual mana lingered in the wounds, tangling and destroying them, regeneration was very simple.
That was because much information was recorded within immortal power.
As long as the fundamental structure of immortal power was not damaged, damage to the stinking sack of