Above the heavens, the Sky Screen that had originally belonged to Yan had turned grayish white, signifying that Explorer Yan had completely died in the other world.
However, just as everyone thought this Sky Screen would dissipate completely as before, a sudden change occurred.
Ripples like circles of water suddenly spread across the previously dim and lifeless screen.
Then, before the witness of countless living beings across Douluo Continent, three lines of glaring blood-red text slowly appeared at the center of the Sky Screen.
[Detected that Explorer Su Yuntao has regained vital signs. Connecting.] [Connection successful!] [Su Yuntao's Explorer qualification has been restored.]
These three lines did not remain for long, yet they were like a magnitude-twelve earthquake, instantly stirring up an indescribable uproar throughout Douluo Continent.
On the streets, within the sects, and in the forests, everyone could scarcely believe their eyes.
"Su Yuntao? Wasn't he killed long ago by the aftershock of a clash between War General Class experts? Didn't he die with Yu Tianheng?"
"Exactly! The Sky Screen said he died. How could he suddenly show vital signs again?"
"Could he have been resurrected? Does that world actually possess a method to revive the dead?"
All kinds of questions, accompanied by irrepressible fear and curiosity, wildly echoed in the hearts of everyone on Douluo Continent.
When a person died, their light went out. This had been an ironclad law etched into everyone's heart for countless years.
As the old saying went, the dead could not return to life.
On Douluo Continent, those words were absolute truth.
Even a lofty Title Douluo, upon reaching the end of their lifespan or being slain by another, could only turn into a pile of dirt.
But now, this common knowledge had been ruthlessly shattered. The Sky Screen had clearly told them that someone who had been thoroughly dead had come back to life.
Spirit City, Pope Palace.
Within the vast hall, it was so quiet a needle drop could be heard.
All along, Bibi Dong had yearned for that other world filled with endless opportunities. She longed to obtain cultivation techniques capable of breaking the limits of the flesh, and she longed to explore the essence of power.
But only at this moment, as she looked at those lines of blood-red text on the Sky Screen, did she truly sense the terror of that world.
Resurrection.
Standing on the steps, Bibi Dong felt a faint chill run down her back.
"That world actually has a way to revive the dead?"
Bibi Dong murmured to herself, her voice carrying a tremor that even she had not noticed.
This divine might that transcended the boundary between life and death was the true source of her profound shock.
Ghost Douluo and Chrysanthemum Douluo, standing below the steps, had their mouths hanging open as well, too stunned to utter a single word.
As elders of Spirit Hall, they knew far more secrets than ordinary people.
On Douluo Continent, there were indeed rumors of certain methods capable of so-called resurrection.
Yet every one of those methods came with conditions so harsh they bordered on impossible.
Some required a perfectly preserved body, some required the soul to be restrained before it dispersed, and some even demanded that the caster pay an agonizing price, such as burning away their lifespan or falling in cultivation.
But what about Su Yuntao on the Sky Screen?
He had long been dead beyond death. Moreover, his status was low and his cultivation weak. He was merely a minor bottom-ranking deacon, a complete outsider in that unfamiliar world. Who would pay such an unimaginable price for an ant like him?
Just as the three of them felt their scalps go numb, the Sky Screen above the heavens lit up completely.
The resurrected Su Yuntao reappeared in the broadcast.
The setting was still the ruins of a devastated city. Su Yuntao was being held in midair by the collar, his feet dangling above the ground.
The one holding him was a handsome young man dressed in a plain-colored long robe.
The young man's face was as calm as still water, but what made it impossible to look away were his eyes.
In the deepest depths of those clear eyes, countless stars were reflected being born and dying, as if they held an entire vast and boundless river of stars.
The young man looked at the Su Yuntao in his grasp. His voice was soft, yet it clearly reached the ears of every person on Douluo Continent.
"Who are you?"
Hanging in midair, Su Yuntao looked as though he had lost his soul. His eyes were unfocused, and in response to the young man's question, he only opened his mouth instinctively and mechanically.
"Su... Su Yuntao."
After the brief exchange, the handsome young man in the image tilted his head slightly.
As Su Changqing looked at Su Yuntao before him, a subtle sensation suddenly arose in his heart.
Someone was watching him.
The feeling was not strong, flickering in and out like countless pairs of eyes staring through a thick pane of glass.
Su Changqing frowned slightly.
Ever since he had transmigrated into this world, lying low and developing himself while concealing his karma and existence had practically been carved into his bones, becoming an instinct.
He was deeply unaccustomed to being openly watched like this.
After sensing it for a moment, he locked onto the source of that feeling.
It came from the life origin of Su Yuntao in his hand.
In other words, as long as Su Yuntao remained alive, as long as this body still showed signs of life, that unknown channel of observation would remain connected.
Su Changqing did not hesitate in the slightest.
A trace of coldness flashed through his eyes. With a thought, an invisible power of rules instantly erupted from within him.
"Sever."
A calm word left his lips.
That invisible power of rules traveled along his fingertips and directly entered the depths of Su Yuntao's body, accurately striking at the intangible channel linked to his life origin.
A brief collision occurred within the void.
The faint sense of being watched abruptly vanished without a trace.
At the same time, on Douluo Continent.
Under the gaze of countless eyes, the Sky Screen broadcasting above suddenly flickered violently. Great swathes of static covered the once-clear image.
Amid a burst of piercing noise, the entire Sky Screen instantly went dark, becoming a profound blackness.
Then, a line of large text appeared on the black screen.
[Broadcast interrupted by a rule-level attack!]
At the sight of this, an unprecedented uproar erupted across the entirety of Douluo Continent.
This shock was even greater than Su Yuntao's return from the dead.
Ever since the Sky Screen descended, after such a long period of observation and broadcasts, how could the powerhouses of Douluo Continent not have investigated its origins?
Yet no matter what level of Soul Power they used to probe it, and no matter how many ancient texts they consulted, they always arrived at the same conclusion.
It could not be understood, and it could not be communicated with.
This Sky Screen was undoubtedly a mighty creation that completely transcended their plane of existence and stood above their dimension. They were simply not on the same level.
Yet such an existence, one that not even gods might be able to see through.
Had now revealed a flaw for the first time.
Its broadcast had even been forcibly interrupted.
And the root of it all was likely that young man whose eyes reflected endless stars.
Though they had only caught a fleeting glimpse, that young man's figure had been deeply imprinted in the minds of everyone on Douluo Continent.
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