"Cough, cough, cough!"
The newly revived Ma Yuxuan coughed violently, while Xue Huan stood beside him, still shaken.
"Thanks for that just now?"
Ma Yuxuan spoke, still trembling at the thought of what had happened.
Hearing him, Xue Huan finally snapped out of her daze and asked.
"Why were you able to come back from the dead just now?"
Seeing the confusion in Xue Huan's eyes, Ma Yuxuan smiled and said, "First of all, what I did just now wasn't coming back from the dead."
"Because I never truly died."
"Separating the primordial spirit from the body is merely a way of feigning death."
"I used that method to temporarily obtain the power of the Delusion-Shaping Realm."
"Only by mastering the use of origin power could I deal with that eerie treasure more effectively."
"But the methods you have here really are novel. I actually almost fell victim to one this time."
Ma Yuxuan smiled as he explained what had just happened, his expression suggesting he was celebrating his escape from death.
Strangely, however, Xue Huan showed no joy at his resurrection.
"I think you're celebrating too soon. You don't seem to have truly come back to life."
At those words, Ma Yuxuan abruptly lowered his head to look at his chest.
The dozens of eyes on his chest had not disappeared. The largest eyeball was still pinned firmly in place by a bone hairpin.
More terrifying still, Ma Yuxuan could feel neither his heartbeat nor his body heat.
"What's going on? Didn't my life lamp already return to my body?"
Ma Yuxuan's voice was filled with terror. He immediately tried to channel his divine power to restore vitality to his flesh.
Strangely, no matter how he tried, the life lamp floating in his Lingtai remained utterly still.
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