It felt as though a long time had passed, yet also as though hardly any time had passed at all...
Whoosh!! Li Xiaoya finally felt something. Something seemed to be burrowing into his soul. Gradually, he no longer felt like a stone or a blade of grass, but an unimaginably tiny insect. Slowly, awareness returned, and he began to swim by instinct...
Li Xiaoya's flickering soul, which had been on the verge of disintegrating, was now enveloped in a dazzling mass of seven-colored spiritual light. Its aura gradually grew more solid and stable, while the threads of seven-colored spiritual light continued to pulse slowly, replenishing it...
Gradually, Li Xiaoya no longer felt like an insect, but a fish, radiating a lively aura. Then, little by little, he suddenly remembered that he should be a person, a human...
Gradually, scenes from his past resurfaced in Li Xiaoya's soul consciousness: the days when Liar Master had looked after him in Treasure Immortal Town, Liar Master being beaten to death, his life in Treasure Immortal Town as a rat scurrying across the street, hated by everyone... meeting Liu Xian'er and Fairy Qingxia... cultivating in the Heavenly Dao Sect... his encounter at Spiritlight Lake... Southwestern Ancient City...
The past flashed through Li Xiaoya's mind like pictures, each scene seeming to have happened only yesterday. Gradually, his sense of who he was grew stronger. I am Li Xiaoya. I am human... my...
As these memories continued to return, Li Xiaoya felt his own existence with increasing clarity. That sensation grew more and more distinct...
At last!
The scene with Zhang Hong from all those years ago appeared in his mind...
The twisted Black Skeleton replied coldly, "Since I came here, I never intended to leave alive!" Then he suddenly looked at Zhang Hong. "Oh!