The Reversal of Time and Space, Zhao Kongcheng's Resurrection!

"Sigh, an accident was bound to happen. But then again, that's why the Chat Group issued a mission."

The tall man who had suddenly appeared to block the attack for Lin Qiye was none other than He Lingxuan.

The moment he was teleported here, He Lingxuan had used his ki to scan the life force within a few kilometers, discovering a spot where a life form possessed a rather unique and sacred aura.

He Lingxuan immediately understood that this was where Lin Qiye was located, and he arrived at such high speed that it appeared as if he had teleported.

Seeing the tall man suddenly appear, a look of astonishment flashed in Lin Qiye's eyes, followed by a sudden realization as if he had grasped something.

A nameless rage surged in his heart, but considering their current predicament, he suppressed his tone as much as possible.

"You must be a colleague of Zhao Kongcheng, a Night Watchman too, right! With your kind of strength, why! Why! Couldn't you have come sooner! Old Zhao is just a man without any Forbidden Ruins!--... Lastly, be careful of that monster, there's something wrong with it..."

Seeing Lin Qiye so emotional and hearing his words, He Lingxuan roughly understood how he had misinterpreted the situation.

"Hey, hey, I'm no Night Watchman. I'm just a passing Saiyan. You should pay more attention to the thing in your mind; it's not fake."

Just as He Lingxuan turned his head to explain to Lin Qiye, the mutated Ghost Face King extended countless tentacles, striking at He Lingxuan from all directions.

---Whoosh! Whoosh! Whoosh!

The sound of air being torn apart rang out again. In a mere fraction of a second, countless tentacles reached the area around Lin Qiye and He Lingxuan and struck down with a terrifying force that seemed intent on tearing them both to shreds!

"Hey! Interrupting someone while they're talking is very rude, you know? Monster!"

Within a hundredth of a second, He Lingxuan moved, and the tentacles before him seemed to freeze in place.

Bang! Bang! Bang!

Lin Qiye only felt a blur before his eyes; the tentacles that were about to strike them were reduced to fragments, and in the next instant, the mutated body of the Ghost Face King was pulverized into countless bits of flesh!

One still-rotating eyeball even rolled to He Lingxuan's feet, and seeing this, He Lingxuan kicked it back into the pile of gore.

"Pah! What a disgusting thing."

Just then, an unknown scarlet aura seeped into the remains, causing the pile of flesh to actually begin to squirm!

In the very next instant, a flash of light streaked across, followed by a thunderous explosion.

It turned out that the moment He Lingxuan turned to face Lin Qiye, he had tossed a Ki Blast that turned the squirming remains of the Ghost Face King into ash, leaving it with no ability to mutate or resist further.

"I don't have the habit of skipping the finishing blow."

He Lingxuan turned around with a look of disdain and looked at the stunned Lin Qiye.

"Alright, the matter is settled. I haven't asked yet—what is your name?"

The reason he asked was that He Lingxuan didn't want to expose his identity as a transmigrator just yet, lest he invite suspicion by blurting out his name later.

Clearly shocked by the strength He Lingxuan had displayed, Lin Qiye slowly opened his mouth: "My name is Lin Qiye."

He Lingxuan gave a hearty laugh and patted Lin Qiye on the shoulder.

"Then I'll call you Qiye. Once the others arrive, I'll submit the mission. Since he's lying on the ground and that guy hasn't completely died yet, someone coming from the group to execute the mission should be able to save him."

At this, He Lingxuan couldn't help but shake his head, thinking to himself that he should have gone to Korin Tower to grab all the Senzu Bean supplies first; after all, he had no way to heal others.

It was at this moment that Lin Qiye also noticed something strange. This person really didn't seem to be a so-called Night Watchman, and based on his inexplicable words...

Lin Qiye began to wonder: what exactly was in his mind?

Aside from the Mysterious Mental Hospital that only he knew about...

Could it really be?

No, the information in his mind—could the so-called Chat Group interface actually be real?

Was it not a special ability from the mental hospital?

With that, Lin Qiye called out "Chat Group" in his mind.

The next instant, a golden chat interface appeared before Lin Qiye's eyes.

Glancing roughly at the latest messages on the interface, Lin Qiye roughly understood what was going on.

He hurriedly looked at the handsome, tall man before him and apologized with an embarrassed expression: "I misunderstood you. Thank you for taking on this rescue mission; otherwise, I might have truly died. I don't even want to imagine how heartbroken my aunt would be if I were gone..."

Just then, the rain suddenly began to fall harder, as if trying to wash away the lingering scent of blood and the darkness that had been eradicated...

Rainwater dripped down his eye sockets as if he were weeping. After apologizing, Lin Qiye looked silently at Zhao Kongcheng, who appeared to have almost no life left.

Actually, it wasn't that he had no life left, but rather that his life force had been overdrawn—something Lin Qiye's current strength couldn't perceive.

He Lingxuan, who had mastered ki sensing, wore a heavy expression, for he could clearly perceive that Zhao Kongcheng's life force had completely dissipated.

Even if he had a Senzu Bean now, it would be useless. Unless one could reverse time and bring the dead back to life, perhaps then Zhao Kongcheng could be saved.

Drip! Drip!

Boom! Boom!

The raging storm, accompanied by thunder, added a touch of violence to the already turbulent night.

Lin Qiye picked up the long blade nearby. With rainwater streaming down his cheeks, he stepped into the blood-filled puddles, stumbling toward Zhao Kongcheng's body.

"I told you long ago, being a hero isn't that easy."

Lin Qiye looked at the already cold Zhao Kongcheng and muttered to himself, "You gambled your life away fighting to the death here, but how many people even know?"

Do you know? Right now, in the city center miles away, the lights are still bright and the nightlife is in full swing.

They are singing in KTVs, enjoying delicacies in hotpot restaurants, rolling in the sheets at hotels, and eating popcorn in movie theaters...

And you, and you!

You can only die here, silent and unnoticed.

They will never know that in this torrential downpour, a man held a blade and took down a mythical creature!

They also don't know that the reason they can play and be happy without a care in the world... is because someone sacrificed their life for them.

Is this really worth it for you?"

Lin Qiye stared at Zhao Kongcheng's pale face, as if waiting for an answer.

Unfortunately, he was destined never to speak again.

He Lingxuan, standing to the side, also fell into silence; after all, before transmigrating, he was just a teenager struggling to get by.

Just then, a voice rang out, plunging the atmosphere into awkwardness.

"Haha, hi! The young master has arrived!"

Silver light flickered, and a teenager wearing a black windbreaker suddenly appeared in mid-air.

Upon hearing this, Lin Qiye whipped his head around, his eyes filled with a hint of killing intent as he looked at the newcomer.

That single glance made Li Jiahao, who had just used his spatial ability to teleport here, feel completely uneasy, a cold sweat breaking out on his back.

Sensing the murderous gaze from a teenager roughly his own age, Li Jiahao quickly spoke up.

"Hey, hey, hey, why are you looking at me like that? I just teleported here, I haven't done anything, right?"

Even He Lingxuan looked speechless, but at that moment, Li Jiahao turned his gaze toward him.

He suddenly felt that He Lingxuan looked very familiar. Upon closer inspection, he didn't quite recognize him, but by combining the information about the personnel participating in this mission, Li Jiahao confirmed that this handsome young man was the Saiyan they had rescued not long ago.

He then put on a familiar air and said, "Hey, hey, do you remember me?

Oh right, you were unconscious at the time, so you probably don't remember. I was one of the people who participated in the mission and saved you. How about it? Are you grateful to me?"

Seeing his cheeky demeanor, He Lingxuan couldn't resist the urge to punch him, but remembering that he had saved him when he was in danger, he suppressed the impulse.

Watching Lin Qiye's increasingly dangerous expression, He Lingxuan couldn't help but offer a reminder.

"Hey, someone died here. You'd better not be so flighty, or I'm afraid Qiye will cut you down."

Only after He Lingxuan said this did Li Jiahao notice the middle-aged man lying in the shadows under the heavy rain. The man's face was pale and he was completely motionless; it was clear he was already dead.

"Hi, I thought it was something big. Isn't it just a dead person? Watch me..."

Before Li Jiahao could finish his sentence, a long blade was pressed against his throat.

"Say one more word, and I will end you!"

Lin Qiye's expression was frantic, his eyes revealing a chilling killing intent. He would never allow anyone to insult Zhao Kongcheng, who had died a hero protecting the peace of the common folk!

However, the next moment, Lin Qiye seemed to recall something, his consciousness falling into a complex struggle.

At this moment, Li Jiahao spoke up, trembling.

"Hey, hero, why don't you move the blade away? Let's talk this out. I spoke out of turn, my apologies.

But I can bring that uncle on the ground back to life, so could you move the blade first?"

Yet, if one looked closely, they would notice that although Li Jiahao was putting on a terrified, trembling act, his tone lacked any real panic, as if he would be perfectly fine even if his throat were slit.

"I really should just end you. To think you'd say something like resurrecting the dead just to save your own skin..."

Lin Qiye's tone turned icy, though his killing intent quietly receded.

After all, he was a decent young man; how could he be so impulsive as to slit someone's throat? (Laughs)

Just as the atmosphere was at a breaking point, another voice arrived, leaving all three of them stunned.

"Hey, kid, aren't you tired of holding that blade like that? If you were actually going to swing it, I'd respect you as a hero."

An imposing young man wearing ancient battle armor appeared out of nowhere in the Forbidden Airspace, arms crossed, seemingly watching the show quietly.

Appearing alongside him were a bald, purple giant and a sturdy-looking teenager who looked like a total blockhead.

They were the long-awaited Ninja World Asura Uchiha Madara, the Cosmic Overlord Thanos, and the Arataki Gang Boss Arataki Itto.

"Hahaha, I'm not late, am I? There were too many weird things on the way here, I couldn't help but take a few looks," Arataki Itto said excitedly.

"Can't you see it was already resolved? This kid was just waiting for us to arrive so he could submit the mission," Uchiha Madara said flatly. With just a few observations, he had guessed the general situation.

This was thanks to his many years of combat experience and powerful insight.

"Phew, finally moved the blade away. That thing is dangerous; don't use it on your own people in the future..."

"Let me save this fallen uncle. It's been a long time since I've mobilized my power. Domain Expansion!"

As the words fell, a silver radiance erupted from Li Jiahao, unfurling a unique domain. Within this space, the flow of time and the shifting of dimensions seemed bizarre, oscillating between a thousand years in an instant and a state of utter powerlessness.

"Minimalism! Domain Reversal! Get away from me, all of you, lest you be caught in the aftermath! Spacetime Reversal!"

He articulated every word with deliberate precision while steadily walking toward the corpse of Zhao Kongcheng. Once he reached the body and the contracting domain enveloped them both, a strange phenomenon occurred.

The shattered body, riddled with wounds and drenched in blood, began to heal—or rather, to be precise, it began to flow in reverse!

Time, the reversal of spacetime!

Blood surged back into the veins, wounds knit themselves shut, and the pallor of death gradually flushed with the warmth of life.

Lin Qiye, standing outside the domain where He Lingxuan had pulled him, stared in stunned silence at this impossible sight.

What was he witnessing? Time was actually flowing backward! Zhao Kongcheng, who had been dead and cold, was being resurrected!

Lin Qiye found it utterly incomprehensible that such a preposterous feat could be achieved by any power. He then recalled how he had just threatened such a man with a blade, and the sheer absurdity of it made his head spin.

Finally, the domain vanished completely, the power of spacetime dissipating along with it. Zhao Kongcheng had been resurrected, though due to a little something Li Jiahao had done, he would remain unconscious for a while; however, he was no longer in any mortal danger.

After completing all this, Li Jiahao's expression remained unchanged, as if he hadn't expended any energy at all. It was a claim no one would believe—that using such a heaven-defying ability could cost nothing.

As for the true state of affairs, only Li Jiahao himself knew.

He Lingxuan was not particularly worried about the nature of this ability. After all, even the most heaven-defying powers had their flaws; it was only natural that the higher the level of the target, the greater the consumption.

It was just that for an ordinary person like Zhao Kongcheng, who had only awakened a Forbidden Ruins before his death, the cost to resurrect him was likely negligible—perhaps only a few dozen points of combat power—which, to Li Jiahao, was indeed no burden at all.

It was even possible that such a resurrection might allow him to fully master the Forbidden Ruins!