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Ji Yuan made no effort to hide his words, so everyone present heard them.
They had already been eager to watch the excitement. Now they were paying even closer attention.
Divine Sense swept over Ji Yuan again and again. Some who had seen Old Devil Ji before studied his face and compared their auras.
Ji Yuan stared fearlessly into Old Devil Ji's face.
He wanted to see whether the man would reveal his true identity.
Meanwhile, inside Nightmare True Lord's Sea of Consciousness, Qiu Qianhai was too stunned to speak. He could only point, his voice trembling.
"O-Old—Ji, Ji, Ji Yuan!"
"Master, he's Old Ji!"
"He's alive! How did he get here? How am I seeing him again?"
"He's alive, Master! Old Ji's alive!"
By then, Qiu Qianhai was almost howling the words.
No one knew how he had endured those first years after he began cultivating. With a False Spiritual Root, he had clawed his way to Foundation Establishment, then to Golden Core Formation. Only he knew how much pain lay between those steps.
Whenever Qiu Qianhai felt he could not go on, one conviction remained in his heart.
One voice would rise within him.
Old Ji died saving me. I haven't gone back to avenge him. I can't die. I can't die here on the Abyssal Continent.
That thought, that conviction,
had let Qiu Qianhai grit his teeth and endure, time after time.
Only after he returned to the Cangluo Continent and found Zengtou City gone, Cloud-Rain Marsh gone, even the Water Dragon Sect gone,
did that breath he had held inside him slowly fade. Even his obsession with cultivating had weakened.
But now Ji Yuan stood before him again. Qiu Qianhai hardly knew how to describe what he felt.
Excitement, joy, astonishment, wild delight—even