My things, and you dare covet them?
"What is this...?"
Xiao Yan and Yao Wan involuntarily exchanged glances. Though even their divine senses could not cross the powerful barrier created by the two forces, which nearly cut off everything, they could more or less guess what was happening inside.
"Flesh and blood are fusing, meridians are regenerating..."
Yao Emperor's voice came from above their heads, forcibly suppressing his own agitation and anticipation.
Still, they could understand it. With resurrection so close at hand, such a reaction was only natural.
"Then rest assured and go."
Yao Wan immediately said, "We're here. Focus on your resurrection and leave everything else for later."
Yao Emperor did not hesitate any longer. He merely nodded subconsciously, then transformed into an illusory streak of light and plunged into the violently reacting Spirit Pool.
With Yao Emperor's soul joining it, the Spirit Pool, whose reaction had just been growing more intense, gradually calmed somewhat instead.
Even though he had said nothing, it was easy to imagine that Yao Emperor had spent a long time preparing for this. Otherwise, with only the resources they had on hand, beginning the resurrection ritual directly would not have been so easy.
After Yao Emperor entered the Spirit Pool, the spiritual array spanning a thousand miles automatically shifted into the defensive array it had originally been designed to become, guarding against any accidents at this crucial moment.
But now that they had come this far, there should not be any problems, right?
Xiao Yan and Yao Wan looked at each other, unable to stop that hopeful thought from arising in their hearts.
Yet before long, that hope was utterly shattered by a series of violent roars and tremors.
"Boom! Boom! Rumble!"
Countless streams of light suddenly poured down like raindrops in a