He Pingsheng stared at Wang Dun in bewilderment.
Wang Dun raised his head, tilted his face toward the air, and extended his right index finger, tapping wildly at empty space where He Pingsheng could see nothing.
It did not take even ten breaths.
After just three breaths, Wang Dun let out a sigh of relief and exclaimed in delight, "Hehehe... good, good, good... perfect... absolutely perfect!"
"Done!"
He Pingsheng's mouth fell open, his face full of confusion.
"What's wrong, little brother?" Wang Dun asked.
He Pingsheng said, "Shouldn't I be asking you that?"
"Heh..." Wang Dun chuckled. "It's good news... I can finally go to the Divine Realm with you now!"
"You don't need to worry about the divine spark!"
"I only need to do one tiny task, and it'll be settled!"
He Pingsheng felt lost in the clouds. "What task?"
Wang Dun said, "Don't rush. You'll find out in a moment. You'll need to take part too!"
"Open... for me..."
As he spoke, Wang Dun suddenly shouted and reached out to seize the empty space before him.
Countless overlapping layers of space swept past, endless radiance flickering.
Then Wang Dun dragged a woman out of nothingness.
He Pingsheng was no stranger to this.
It was a method of bringing the dead back to life, one every Sage could use.
Wang Dun had nine chances.
But when He Pingsheng saw the person Wang Dun had pulled out of nothingness, he was utterly discomfited. "This... th-this..."
"Senior Brother, what is this supposed to mean?"
"Don't tell me you two had something going on?"
"Wang Dun? He Pingsheng?" Before Wang Dun could answer, the woman wrapped in a barrier before them spoke. Upon seeing the two of them, her gaze immediately turned vicious. "Damn it... Wang Dun, you're actually still alive?"
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