"Hahaha, a hundred thousand years!!"
"I, Zhan Hui, have finally returned!"
In the Destruction Realm,
Zhan Hui absorbed the power fed back to him by the system, and his regenerating flesh had already spread to his thighs!
As he felt that strange power coursing through his entire body,
even this former Divine General of the Sixth Heaven of the Dao-Unification Realm cried out in sheer pleasure!
Yet a moment later, Zhan Hui suddenly froze.
"Wh-what's going on?!"
"Why have I only recovered halfway?"
The regenerating flesh had barely reached his thighs when it stopped!
His upper body was still a skeleton,
while flesh had regrown on both legs. He looked utterly bizarre!
He really was back, but not all the way!
Naturally, Zhan Hui flew into a rage. The joy of his return had been doused by a bucket of cold water straight over his head, extinguished completely!
The real problem was that with only half his physical body and power restored, he had no way of being reborn outside this Destruction Realm. This was worse than not being reborn at all!
"Kunli! Get out here!"
"This is the Rebirth Cauldron you prepared for me?!"
"How am I supposed to get out looking like this?!"
Zhan Hui shouted at the top of his lungs, jumping up and down as he hurled curses at Kunli.
Perhaps he exhausted himself with all that cursing,
for after venting his fury, he could only sit back down, seething with resentment.
Just then, Kunli's Primordial Spirit appeared in the Destruction Realm. His expression was rather awkward, as though he had no idea how to explain any of this.
By the time Kunli appeared, much of Zhan Hui's anger had actually worn away.
There was no flesh on Zhan Hui's face at all, so it was