"It's doing well."
Chen Xun's gaze gradually turned vacant again. It could be said that ever since Ji Kun had appeared, he had often been in a muddled state. "I'll go call it now. Come with me."
Ji Kun nodded and followed behind Chen Xun.
He looked at that somewhat stooped back with complicated eyes. Countless words had risen in his heart, yet he never knew how to begin.
Junior Brother Chen Xun had changed too much... so much that even he felt a sense of unfamiliarity. Perhaps even if every old acquaintance from the Small Realm were resurrected and saw Chen Xun as he was now, all they would feel would be unfamiliarity.
Suddenly.
Ji Kun's eyes narrowed, and he quickened his pace to catch up with Chen Xun, walking alongside him.
"Junior Brother."
"Hm?" Chen Xun was somewhat dazed and answered without thinking.
"Do not worry about anything else. Your Senior Brother has returned. No one can manipulate everything about you from above the Nine Heavens any longer. I have already paid a visit to the Longevity Ye Clan as well, and I have severed Ye Qingyou's spirit tablet."
A towering killing intent lay hidden in Ji Kun's gaze. "I have also left a contingency from the Great Thousand Creation Art within Futian's immortal power laws. Only this art is beyond his understanding."
In facing Futian, he had merely used one scheme against another.
That man had plotted for eternity and reduced his junior brother to one of his chess pieces. Thus... when his own lifespan was nearing its end, he had entered the game himself and overturned the chessboard!
Only then could his junior brother attain complete peace.
As for resurrection, reincarnation, and such things, they were methods the immortals of all races had long since exhausted.