Accompanying Lin Xing's words, the head that had just shattered into countless wisps of immortal energy suddenly coalesced.
At the next moment, as if time flowed backward, the immortal energy that had violently dispersed a moment ago, all gathered together, reformed into flesh, reformed into a head, reformed into the visage of Tian Xuzi.
Feeling the pervasive wicked energy in the world, a hint of familiarity and nostalgia flickered through Tian Xuzi's eyes.
With the reconstitution of his brain, his Primordial Spirit and consciousness were also affected, opportunistically suppressing the emotional fluctuation brought about by the wicked energy.
"Should I thank you, Lin Xing?"
"Your strike indeed has made my thoughts much clearer."
His body, not known when, had appeared beneath Tian Xuzi's head and reconnected with his head.
