"Is there such a heaven-defying Divine Skill in this world?"
Xie Xuanyi sneered coldly, not believing it at all.
As the Master of the Life and Death Dao Domain, he understood the rigid laws between life and death more than anyone else.
The resurrection of the dead?
What a joke!
If such a Divine Skill really existed, how could the Great Tribulation a thousand years ago have led to the fall of so many Heavenly People... This shadow pursuing the Nether Sea Venerable now is merely at the Seventh Realm of Yang God. Those Heavenly People who emerged from that golden era, which one of them wasn't stronger than it?
If resurrection was truly possible...
Then Senior Brother Xuan Ming wouldn't wait until the sea dried up and the rocks crumbled in the Primordial Swallowing Sacred Realm, watching his junior brothers and sisters end their long lives one by one.
The First Master of Sword Palace wouldn't meet a lonely end in Xuanshui Cave Heaven, leaving only a shadow behind.
