Old Friends Reunited! The Immortality Divine Ability Bestows Vitality!

The blood-clad young man narrowed his eyes, his immense divine sense sweeping over the youth in green from head to toe.

First level of the Great Sage Realm, with utterly ordinary aura!

Aside from his rather bizarre entrance, there seemed to be nothing special about him.

His heart settled slightly, and he sneered coldly. "He's just a Great Sage Realm cultivator. What the hell are you all afraid of? Hurry up and accelerate!"

"That bitch Chen Yue Ru must die!"

"Whoever dares stop me, I'll take their life!"

Although the Great Sage Realm was not weak, this time, his party alone included three elders of the Saint King Realm.

A mere first-level Great Sage Realm brat—even if he truly was from the Chen Family, what waves could he possibly stir up?

At this moment—

Lin Yue Ru stared blankly at the figure in green before her.

She had not even seen clearly how he had appeared just now.

One moment ago, she had still been crying out in despair.

The next second, this man was already standing beside her, as though he had grown out of thin air.

The blazing light of the explosions flickered across his face. His handsome features were so striking that she forgot how to breathe for a moment.

She had seen quite a few prodigies who considered themselves handsome.

Yet compared to the man before her, those people were like clumsy stone carvings before a piece of flawless jade formed by heaven itself.

More importantly, there was the aura about him—

It was a serenity she had never felt from any cultivator before, as though even if heaven and earth collapsed, he would not so much as furrow his brow.

Could this... be a senior from the Chen Family?

She opened her mouth, wanting to say something, only to find her voice caught in her throat. Not a single word came out.

Chen Changqing did not look at her at all.

From the instant he appeared, his gaze had remained fixed on the Purple Azure Token in Lin Yue Ru's hand.

His divine sense had already scanned every inch of the token's patterns and recognized its material.

It was a fragment of Lin Wan'er's natal Dao sword, remelted afterward and forged into this token.

Of course—

At this very moment!

What truly concerned him was not that at all.

It was that just now, he seemed to have faintly sensed an incomparably familiar fluctuation of soul aura.

That thread of soul aura was exceedingly faint. If not for the extraordinary strength of his spiritual sense, he likely would not have detected it.

Most importantly!

That thread of soul aura seemed to belong to that foolish girl from a million years ago!

Could it be... Wan'er... was she still in this world?

Chen Changqing suppressed the excitement in his heart and withdrew his divine sense. Only then did his gaze fall upon the girl's face.

On that small face smeared with blood and grime were a pair of astonishingly clear eyes. Despite being covered in wounds, the hatred and will to survive in those eyes still burned fiercely.

This little girl's stubbornness was somewhat like Wan'er's back then.

Chen Changqing said nothing more. He merely pointed at the token in Lin Yue Ru's hand and spoke gently. "Give me the token. Let me have a look."

Lin Yue Ru froze.

Instinctively, she clenched the token tighter.

For this token was no ordinary object. It was a tremendous opportunity for her, and it even contained the remnant soul of an ancestor of the Lin Family.

Yet for some reason—

After hearing Chen Changqing's gentle voice, she soon loosened her grip of her own accord.

A powerful intuition told her that the person before her could be trusted.

In truth, she could only trust him now.

"H-here... take it..."

Lin Yue Ru bit her pearly teeth and cautiously released her fingers.

The Purple Azure Token slipped from her bloodstained palm, arcing through the air before landing in Chen Changqing's hand.

The token felt slightly cool in his hand, and the dried blood along its edges had yet to fully fade.

Chen Changqing lowered his head and gazed at the token. His immense divine sense surged into it like a tide.

The space within the token was dim and shattered, as though something had ruptured it from within.

His divine sense pierced through the layers of broken restrictions, until at last, in its deepest recesses, he sensed an extremely faint soul fluctuation.

That remnant soul curled up in the token's deepest depths like the last spark of a dying candle in the wind, liable to be extinguished at any moment.

The outline of her soul had blurred so much that her features were nearly impossible to make out. Only that stubborn, never-surrendering will felt incomparably familiar to Chen Changqing.

It really was Wan'er!

Chen Changqing's mind trembled violently at that moment.

A million years.

The girl in green who had once knelt before him while holding a sword and said, "I wish to follow the Divine Son," was still in this world?

She had actually endured a million years by force, existing as a thread of remnant soul within this token forged from fragments of her own natal Dao sword.

But at this moment!

That thread of her remnant soul had already reached the end of its tether.

The outline of her soul was gradually turning transparent, a sign that she was about to dissipate.

Had he arrived even a moment later, perhaps not even this final trace would have remained.

Fortunately.

He had arrived just in time.

Chen Changqing took a deep breath. With a thought, a stream of azure light emerged from his palm.

This strand of light was gentle and pure, containing boundless vitality!

It was the Longevity Dao Resonance he had condensed through his Origin Divine Ability.

Ordinary vitality could only affect the physical body of living beings. It was of no use whatsoever to remnant souls that had lost their bodies.

But his Immortality Divine Ability was a Dao of origin, directly grasping the mysteries of life and death at their source.

It likewise possessed a certain restorative effect upon damaged souls.

Whoosh!

The azure light of Longevity Dao Resonance flowed into the depths of the token like spring water, gently enveloping Lin Wan'er's remnant soul on the verge of dissipating.

Nourished by the Longevity Dao Resonance, the soul that had once been so blurred its outline was nearly invisible began to solidify at a visible pace.

The contours of her brows and eyes were slowly being redrawn from illusion into form.

Even the repair of soul injuries at this level would take no more than a quarter of an hour.

By then, Lin Wan'er would no longer be a remnant soul that could dissipate at any moment. Her soul would be restored to a complete state.

Watching Chen Changqing's actions, Lin Yue Ru blinked blankly, completely unable to understand what this scene meant.

She only knew that after this Chen Family senior took the token, he had kept staring down at it, while a ball of azure light shone in his palm—light that made her feel utterly refreshed after only one glance.

Could this senior... have discovered the ancestor within?

Lin Yue Ru's heart was filled with unease, and she did not know what to do.

At last, she gathered her courage, looked at Chen Changqing, and spoke in a trembling voice. "This junior is Lin Yue Ru of the Lin Family. May I ask, S-senior... are you from the Chen Family?"

"If you are a senior of the Chen Family, please save my Lin Family..."

Chen Changqing raised his eyes and glanced at her, then nodded.

"The token is of use to me. I'll keep it with me for now."

"As for those people, I'll deal with them for you."

Lin Yue Ru stared at him blankly, and her eyes suddenly reddened.

Since the Lin Family had been exterminated, she had fled alone for so long and endured so many brushes with death that she could no longer remember them all.

She had thought she had long since shed every last tear, yet upon hearing such a casual promise, tears still spilled uncontrollably from her eyes.

She opened her mouth, wanting to say thank you, only to find herself choked with sobs, unable to make any sound.

Rumble—

In that brief span of time, seven blood-colored warships had already torn through the air and arrived.

The blood-colored banners on the hulls snapped fiercely in the air, giving off a dense stench of blood.

The seven warships spread out in an encircling formation, trapping Chen Changqing and Lin Yue Ru in the very center.

At the prow of the leading warship, the blood-clad young man stood with his hands behind his back, a cold smile of certain victory on his lips.

Behind him, three Saint King Realm elders of the Blood God Palace simultaneously released their pressure, crushing down on Chen Changqing like three towering mountains.

"Boy—"

One of the Saint King Realm elders stepped forward, blood energy surging around him as he looked down arrogantly at Chen Changqing.

"The Blood God Palace is conducting business. If you know what's good for you, hand over that woman."

"Otherwise, no matter who you are, there is only one road ahead of you—death."

As his words fell—

The auras of the three Saint King Realm cultivators erupted at once. Their blood-colored pressure became almost tangible as it bore down upon Chen Changqing.

To the people of the Blood God Palace, a first-level Great Sage Realm brat facing the combined pressure of three Saint King Realm cultivators should have been forced to kneel by their mere aura alone.

However—

Chen Changqing merely raised his eyes, the corners of his lips lifting slightly into a faint, knowing smile.

"Is that so?"