Only after a long time did Might Duy slowly accept this reality.
But then his heart rose into his throat again. Ye Feng had used an ability that only a god could wield, so it must have come with tremendous side effects.
Even fully unleashing his own forbidden technique meant certain death. Wouldn't the consequences of Ye Feng using such a shinjutsu be even worse?
Looking at Ye Feng's gray-white hair only confirmed his suspicions.
Might Duy hurriedly pressed Orochimaru for answers:
"Lord Orochimaru, there must be tremendous side effects to Ye Feng reviving me. What will happen to him afterward?"
Orochimaru did not hide anything and said calmly:
"Using the Reanimation Technique once costs Ye Feng roughly 200 years of his lifespan!"
Might Duy's expression changed in shock, and he cried out, trembling slightly:
"What! 200 years of his lifespan? Doesn't that mean Ye Feng is about to die?"
Looking at Ye Feng's hair again, wasn't that precisely what would happen after consuming an enormous amount of vitality?
At that thought, grief welled up in Might Duy. He knelt before Ye Feng and cried:
"Ye Feng, how could you be so foolish? I'm just a useless man who can't use ninjutsu. I'm not worth such a sacrifice! You're so talented, and you have so much of your youth ahead of you. Why would you do something like this for a useless man like me?"
Ye Feng, who was making the most of his time to recover, suddenly heard Might Duy's cries. Thinking something had gone wrong with his revival, he immediately woke from his training.
But once he heard what Might Duy was crying about, Ye Feng could not help but laugh.
He hurriedly helped Might Duy up, then turned to Orochimaru:
"Didn't you explain it clearly to Senior