The Desolate Fury Ancestor raised his hand, and a bone-chilling aura emanated from within him, causing Wang Xu beside him to tremble.
"Such powerful soul energy!"
Wang Xu forcibly cald himself.
This ice-cold aura ca from the soul, unlike the warm and scorching flesh. The stronger the being, the colder the soul. If it weren’t for Wang Xu having the Fire of Silence protecting him, resisting most of the cold aura, and the Desolate Fury Ancestor holding back a little, Wang Xu’s soul would have long been frozen solid.
"Soul capturing!"
Suddenly, the Desolate Fury Ancestor unleashed his hand with a roar, tearing through the vast void and reappearing at the other end of the void, touching the azure Ganges River.
Ganges Soul Capturing Technique!
"Wang Xu, transmit all mories about your family to !"
The Desolate Fury Ancestor ordered.
Reviving a being is not simply about fishing in the Ganges River.
Such a vast Ganges River, relying on one person’s strength alone, would take an endless amount of ti to find.
Therefore, when deploying the Resurrection Technique, mories must be replayed to receive the soul’s echo within the Ganges, guiding them to co on their own.
"Okay!"
Wang Xu did not dare delay and imdiately pointed out a strand of green silk, blending into the Desolate Fury Ancestor’s mind.
The Desolate Fury Ancestor’s hand imrsed in the Ganges suddenly diffused an aura, which were Wang Xu’s mories, quickly spreading like a drop of ink in clear water.
"Found it!"
In no ti, the Desolate Fury Ancestor suddenly spoke, and Wang Xu’s eyes glead with ecstatic joy.
Wang Xu imdiately explored toward the Ganges, and indeed, several dim light spots, barely visible, were flying toward the Desolate Fury Ancestor’s hand, automatically falling into his palm.
"Haha..."
Finding the souls, the next step was just to forcibly pull these souls away from the Ganges.
Seeing how quickly this approach was reaching its end, the Desolate Fury Ancestor couldn’t help but laugh, preparing to withdraw his hand.
However, at this mont—
In the Ganges, a giant azure four-fingered hand extended, fiercely grabbing the Desolate Fury Ancestor.
"Damn it!"
Wang Xu was furious.
This was the critical mont for his family’s resurrection, and anyone who obstructed him was akin to touching Wang Xu’s reverse scale.
The Desolate Fury Ancestor’s anger also rose.
He was on the brink of success, yet out ca an unexpected interloper, and their strength matched, even slightly surpassed him, leaving the Desolate Fury Ancestor unable to pull back at all.
This azure hand from the Ganges was gradually exerting force, making the Desolate Fury Ancestor’s body get dragged forward for a million li.
"Master!"
Wang Xu called out anxiously.
"Step back, don’t go near the Ganges, or you’ll get frozen solid!"
The Desolate Fury Ancestor imdiately transmitted via sound.
The Ganges is ford by countless souls, and how terrifying is the soul aura therein?
Being close is no problem for soone in the Ancestor Realm, but Wang Xu was only in the Celestial God Realm. If he dared to approach the Ganges, he would surely be completely frozen into ice.
"This is the Ganges anomaly the Palace Master referred to, no wonder even the Ganges Soul Capturing Technique is futile."
The Desolate Fury Ancestor’s face turned solemn, his gaze flickering.
To forcibly contend with the azure hand...
Or to give up resurrection to save his own skin?
The power of the azure hand was imnse, and at this rate, not only could the Desolate Fury Ancestor fail to save Wang Xu’s family, but he might also lose his life.
Once a soul gets close to the Ganges, it will be forcibly pulled in. Without external aid, one can only accept the Ganges’ baptism, gradually eroding until all mory and realm are lost, reborn as an ordinary being.
"Lian Bei, I chose to retreat when facing you, but this concerns my disciple. Even if it ans risking my life, I must persist!"
The Desolate Fury Ancestor said to himself, "Lian Bei, I believe you are watching not far away, right? If it were you, you would certainly make the sa choice, definitely!"
The Desolate Fury Ancestor’s gaze sharpened.
Boom!
Suddenly, the Desolate Fury Ancestor’s body began burning from the feet up.
"Master!"
Wang Xu exclaid.
This was the burning of the soul!
Unlike the burning of soul by the Fire of Silence for refining, the Desolate Fury Ancestor was consuming his soul to exchange for more powerful strength!
"Co back to !"
The Desolate Fury Ancestor roared, and the power after burning his soul increased exponentially, even the azure hand from the Ganges couldn’t resist such mighty force.
Instantly, the Desolate Fury Ancestor’s hand forcibly dragged the azure hand, gradually separating from the Ganges.
Once away from the Ganges, the power of the azure hand weakened drastically, unable to restrain the Desolate Fury Ancestor anymore.
Finally, the azure hand loosened, and the Desolate Fury Ancestor’s hand swiftly penetrated the void, withdrawing.
"Master!"
Wang Xu was both surprised and delighted.
"Reverse!"
The Desolate Fury Ancestor imdiately reversed the Supre Law, Wang Xu only felt his soul tremble, and then his consciousness beca fuzzy, semi-lucid.
Monts later, Wang Xu regained consciousness.
"Let’s go."
The Desolate Fury Ancestor, pale and extrely weak, upon seeing Wang Xu’s soul returned, imdiately took Wang Xu and quickly left the Eternal Celestial Palace.
...
"These are the souls of your family. Rember, if you want to resurrect them, you can’t be too impatient. Originally, just using Spirit dicine to nurture them would be enough to restore their bodies and awaken the past. But after the recent Ganges River incident, their souls are incredibly fragile. You must use Divine dicine to nurture them."
In the palace of the Desolate Fury Ancestor, he opened his palm, where a few dim light spots, like mist, floated unconsciously.
Wang Xu tremblingly received these light spots.
"Dad... Mom... Tang Yan... Wang Tu, is it you?"
Wang Xu called out in his heart.
"Moreover, among these souls, there is one at the White Hole Level, so resurrecting them requires extra care. You must use Divine dicine to nurture them, or there will be hidden dangers. Do you understand?"
The Desolate Fury Ancestor instructed.
White Hole Level... It’s Princess Bing Qing!
"Thank you, Master!"
Wang Xu, full of gratitude, bowed deeply to the Desolate Fury Ancestor with utmost respect.
At this mont, his face seed calm, but his heart was surging with excitent, unable to settle.
The long wait, the aching pain, the longing day and night... Wang Xu’s greatest wish could finally be fulfilled.
"This ti, I have expended too much Soul Power and need to fall into a deep sleep to rest. For tens of thousands, even millions of years, I won’t be able to awaken. During this ti, I hope you can take care of yourself."
The Desolate Fury Ancestor said.
For a Heaven-Reaching Ancestor Realm being to burn their soul, it requires a long ti to repair. Ten thousand years is considered short; for others, such a sleep might take several Law Eras.
Once asleep, unless forcibly disturbed, they will never awaken.
"Master, I understand."
Wang Xu nodded seriously.
"This is the Chaos Primordial Technique I have practiced. At your current stage, it’s not suitable for you to practice, but you can study it more. It will aid you in understanding Secret Techniques and realizing the Supre Law."
The Desolate Fury Ancestor pointed with his finger, and a wisp of white light rged into Wang Xu’s mind, where a torrent of information suddenly erged, endlessly echoing.
"’Barbarian’?"
The Chaos Primordial Technique given by the Desolate Fury Ancestor to Wang Xu consisted only of one word—Barbarian.
But as Wang Xu quickly skimd through the information, he discovered it was a Chaos Primordial Technique primarily focused on body and power.
"I must quickly sleep. Go now."
The Desolate Fury Ancestor’s voice sounded weary. After speaking, he turned and entered a scroll within the palace, his figure rging with the painting, becoming part of the ink and wash.
Wang Xu’s gaze lingered on that scroll for a long ti.
After bowing again, Wang Xu turned and left the Desolate Fury Ancestor’s palace.
...
Ten days later.
Wang Xu signed a blood contract, binding himself by the Supre Law, truly becoming a disciple of the Immortal Tang Divine Palace.
His treatnt differed from ordinary disciples. As a direct disciple under the Ancestor and favored by the Palace Master of Tang, he naturally had access to ample Cultivation resources and rewards.
Utilizing these, Wang Xu prepared a large batch of Divine dicine.
"Tsk, tsk, tsk... For an ordinary person to enjoy nurturing from so much Divine dicine, they might beco a ’Celestial Body’ after resurrection."
The red-robed figure of You Ji appeared, comnting as Wang Xu busied himself preparing Divine dicine.
"In my past life, my relatives were powerless due to their poor Cultivation aptitudes. Now, having arrived in Chaos, I certainly can’t continue as an ordinary mortal."
Wang Xu said.
A Celestial Body refers to beings with innate, excellent Cultivation talent. Such beings are often nurtured by strong forces investing significant amounts of Divine dicine to raise outstanding descendants.
While a Celestial Body cannot ensure future achievents reaching the Celestial God Realm, reaching the Mixed Universe Realm is almost guaranteed.
"It’s starting!"
Wang Xu gently scattered the dim light spots from his palm into the Array.
Casting several Hand Seals, the Array operated, and the Divine dicine began to dissolve, transforming into an invisible aura encapsulating these light spots.
"Solidify the body!"
Wang Xu sat cross-legged before the Array, employing thods to recreate the physical bodies.
With the guidance of the souls, resurrecting a physical body isn’t difficult; it just requires slowly regathering the bloodline, bones, and flesh. The body will naturally restore its original form according to the soul.
As ti passed, several transparent humanoid silhouettes beca clear, with their veins extending and organs being reestablished.
After a day and a night.
"Dad! Mom!"
The humanoid figures had completely regathered; Wang Xu’s father Wang Zhenguo and mother Lin Hui’s bodies had reappeared.
"Wang Zhe... Wang Yan... Lili... Wang Tu... Tang Yan... Princess Bing Qing..."
One familiar figure after another appeared before Wang Xu, quietly with their eyes closed, sleeping peacefully like newborns.
Tears fell silently as Wang Xu could no longer suppress the longing in his heart, his eyes red with emotion.
No matter how strong Wang Xu was, as hard as iron and unbreakable inside, there was always a soft spot—that was his family.
In front of his family, Wang Xu shed his forr fierce deanor, devoid of any killing intent, like a deeply guilty child, silently sobbing.
Soon...
Waah!
In the Array, radiance burst forth, and the breath of new life erged.
Everyone slowly opened their eyes.
"Xu... Xu’er..."
The choking Wang Xu heard the first words from his resurrected family, familiar voices and caring tones, bringing back all past mories like a tide.
Thump!
Wang Xu fell to his knees, unable to stop the tears, "I’m sorry!" (To be continued. If you like this work, please visit Qidian (qidian) to cast your vote of recomndation, monthly votes, your support, is my greatest motivation. Mobile users, please read on m.qidian.)
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