He lowered his head and looked at his hands. Though his newly grown right arm still carried a faint numbness, it could clearly feel the chill of the rain, the softness of the mud, and even the fine sweat beading on his fingertips from excitement.
"It really... came back!"
An indescribable wild joy erupted in his chest like a volcano. He could not help throwing back his head and letting out a long howl, his voice piercing through the curtain of rain and echoing through the valley.
Within that howl was the relief of surviving disaster, the emotion of looking back on the past, and even more, a blazing fervor for the future.
The chaotic light cluster in his dantian spun violently with the surge of his emotions. Thunder and the power of life and death wove together into a dazzling halo, blasting the rain around him into scattered splashes.
He abruptly drew in a breath and leaped up, sprinting madly upward over the slick green stones.
The trees along the way flew backward, and the spray he kicked up dragged a silver line behind him.
When his right arm swung, the newly grown muscles still tugged slightly, yet they brimmed with strength. Every push off the ground brought him one step closer to the mountaintop.
The instant he rushed to the summit, he braced himself against an old pine and gasped for breath.
Not because he was tired, but because he was excited!
Excited to the extreme!
This had practically been a journey through life and death!
Coming back again was almost the same as living an entire life anew.
"Ten years have already passed in the mortal world..."
Standing on the mountain peak and looking down over the valley where that great battle had once taken place, Li