He gritted his teeth and channeled his spiritual power.
With her mouth open and full of blood, Yang Tian's grandmother looked very weak.
"Grandma, it'll be done soon," Yang Tian said. "And don't talk. Focus on recovering."
At last, it was reattached.
With the power of life and the power of creation, Yang Tian had accomplished a remarkable feat.
"Ah-! Little Tian..." Yang Tian's grandmother cried.
"Grandma, don't talk," Yang Tian said.
His grandmother nodded, not wanting him to worry so much.
Before he collapsed, Yang Tian still had things to do. He would turn those he respected into undead. He kept trying to find a way, waiting for the day they could be brought back to life.
There was Instructor Balza, for instance. He had only been a second-tier Squire, but he had worked diligently at his post. He had looked after Yang Tian when he was young, among other things, and had let him start training early and receive Essence Cultivation Liquid.
There were also the kindly elders, the little girl who had always cried and fussed when he was young...
But nearly all the humans in this area had been infected.
Once Evil God II died,
the domain disappeared as well.
In the end, Yang Tian passed out.
The evil black greatsword also lost its divine soul, becoming a seemingly ordinary sword. It was a Super Divine Artifact. Yang Tian had not destroyed it; destroying a Super Divine Artifact would have taken even more out of him.
A day passed.
He was in his familiar home, but everything around him had grown very quiet...
With Jiaoxin and Yating sparing no expense of their essence to heal him, Yang Tian soon woke under the nourishment of light, water, and life force.
Some of the swelling pain brought on