"It's doing quite well."
Chen Xun's gaze gradually slipped back into a daze. Ever since Ji Kun had appeared, he had often been muddleheaded. "I'll go call it now. Come with me."
Ji Kun nodded and followed behind Chen Xun.
He looked at that slightly hunched back with complicated eyes. A thousand words rose in his heart, yet he never knew how to begin.
Junior Brother Chen Xun had changed too much... so much that Ji Kun truly felt a sense of unfamiliarity. Even if all their old friends from the Small Realm were resurrected and saw Chen Xun as he was now, all they would feel was unfamiliarity.
Suddenly.
Ji Kun's eyes sharpened. He quickened his pace to catch up with Chen Xun and walked beside him.
"Junior Brother."
"Hm?" Chen Xun was somewhat absent-minded and answered without thinking.
"Do not worry about anything else anymore. Your Senior Brother has returned. No one above the nine heavens can manipulate all of you again. I have already paid a visit to the Longevity Ye Family—the memorial tablet of Ye Qingyou has been cut down by me."
A towering Killing Intent lay hidden beneath Ji Kun's gaze. "Within Fu Tian's immortal power laws, I have also left behind a contingency of the Grand Creation Art. This is the only art he does not understand."
In facing Fu Tian, he had merely played along with the scheme.
This man had plotted for eternity and reduced his junior brother to one of his chess pieces. Thus... when Ji Kun's lifespan had drawn near its end, he had entered the game himself and overturned the board!
Only then could his junior brother attain complete peace.
As for resurrection and reincarnation, those were methods the Myriad Race Immortals had long since played out.
As Human