Su Wanqian slowly opened his eyes. His clouded gaze first swept his surroundings in confusion, then abruptly froze.
He saw the Zhao Clan Manor before him, ravaged beyond recognition by battle, the Zhao Clan retainers in the sky poised for combat, and the destroyed armored vehicles and still-burning helicopter wreckage in the distance. Finally, he looked down at his hands, which were made of gray earth.
He remembered that he had already died. Lin Jin's black rods had pierced his heart, and he had died in the ruins of the Su Clan Manor.
But now he had come back to life in a way he could not comprehend at all.
His mind was clear, his senses sharp, and almost inexhaustible power even flowed through his body. The weakness brought on by his declining vitality was gone as well, but his body refused to obey him, like a puppet controlled by invisible strings.
Zhao Yuanzu also opened his eyes. At the sight of the devastated Zhao Clan Manor, he instantly understood the true meaning of what Lin Jin had said in the meteorite crater.
This demon had actually done it. He truly possessed a means of dragging the dead back from the Yellow Springs into the world of the living.
Su Wanqian's gaze passed over the battlefield and settled on Lin Jin's cold face behind him. With difficulty, he forced out a few words. "Lin Jin... you... you really do possess such a method..."
"This is the surprise I prepared for you." Lin Jin's voice was utterly calm. "Go on. Destroy the clans you took such pride in and spent your lives protecting with your own hands."
Ten Transcendent Stage Realm retainers hovered in midair, every gaze fixed on those two bodies brought back through Impure World Reincarnation.
Their half-step Divine