"Open..."
He Pingsheng gave a low shout, and the boundless power of Daoist laws within him spread out once more!
A mysterious, profound aura surged.
His hand passed through layer upon layer of worlds of different colors, shimmering with all manner of light. The next moment, he pulled hard and dragged another person out of nothingness.
The man was slender and wore a plain Daoist robe, with traces of blood still lingering on its chest!
"Little He..."
The young man stared at He Pingsheng, his mouth hanging open. "I-I-I-I-I... wasn't I... killed by Linglong?"
"What's going on?"
"How am I still alive?"
"I..."
He pinched his cheek hard, then pinched his thigh and cried out in pain.
Even so, the young man still refused to believe he was alive. He even pulled open his Daoist robe to take a look.
The sword wound that had been on his chest was gone, leaving smooth skin.
"This... this... what on earth is going on?"
"Little He... I..."
The young man looked around and discovered that he was inside a barrier.
He Pingsheng smiled faintly. "Senior Brother Hao Yun... thank you... without your protection, I would have been the one who died that time!"
Indeed, the person He Pingsheng had resurrected was none other than the Alchemy Attendant Hao Yun.
He was the Alchemy Attendant from the Alchemy Hall on Bamboo Peak in the Great Void Sect back in the Cultivation World, the one Linglong had killed.
Not only had he borne all of Linglong's wrath after her failed alchemy attempt, but he had also given He Pingsheng a copy of the Cultivation World Basic Breathing and Breath Regulation Art, allowing He Pingsheng to truly enter the world of cultivation.
"Little He... what's going on?" Hao Yun still could not make sense of