"Finally free!"
Wang Fugui's eyes snapped open, and like a carp flipping itself, he stood up from the ground.
For a hundred years, he had stayed in this dark, sunless ghostly place, thinking death marked the end.
Unexpectedly, there was a chance to start over in life.
"I look forward to it."
Jia Ren, seeing Wang Fugui resurrected, felt a stirring in his heart.
The loopholes created painstakingly by the Heart-devouring Illusion Bizarre were now mended, leaving his Dao heart flawless.
"However, your cultivation level must be more than just the Early-stage of Void Refinement,"
Wang Fugui turned to look at Jia Ren, his face mocking.
His realm had reached the Mid-Phase Peak of Refining the Void, which was not achieved through his own effort but solely conferred by Jia Ren.
The cultivation level obtained through the Golden Scale Wind-Riding Technique could not be the same as that of a hidden dragon; the highest proportion was only half.
