Xie Changsheng, Luo Hongyi, and Murong Li likewise slumped to the ground, gasping for breath, but pride gleamed in every one of their eyes.
They had succeeded!
Reincarnation had truly taken shape in their hands!
"Tap, tap..."
Soft, unhurried footsteps sounded behind them.
"Well done."
Then an emerald glow enveloped the four of them, gravely injured and exhausted as they were.
The Yi Wood Eternal Spring Art.
Hands clasped behind his back, Si Chen had arrived behind them at some point.
Vast vitality coursed through their meridians. Within mere breaths, color returned to their pale faces.
"Phew... I'm alive again."
Xie Changsheng sprang to his feet and patted his chest, still shaken. For a moment back there, he had truly thought he would meet his end inside the Four Symbols Formation.
Zhou Yan also straightened up and let out a long breath.
He looked at the Eye of Reincarnation overhead, then turned to meet Si Chen's gaze, his feelings inevitably complicated.
After all, to his mind, they had merely borrowed the hands of their predecessors.
Si Chen seemed to know what he was thinking and shook his head in amusement.
"Old Zhou, since you established this Underworld and reincarnation with your own hands, you should understand all the more..."
"Life and death, withering and flourishing, past lives and present lives have always been inseparable parts of the cycle of heaven and earth."
Zhou Yan froze. Beside him, Xie Changsheng's expression also shifted.
Si Chen looked up at the Eye of Reincarnation and said slowly, "There was nothing wrong with your resistance to the memories of your past lives."
"But refusing those memories doesn't mean you have to deny 'their' existence altogether."
Si Chen smiled faintly. "Without the 'cause' he planted in the River of Time back then, how could there