Wu Yun loomed overhead.
The Youjin River silently roared, waves crashing upon the peninsula.
After three thousand years, the Valley of the War God was exposed for the first time, a monumental change brewing rapidly in the silent thunder.
Shen Feng stared with eyes nearly split open at Shen Ji, who had come back to life in the air, silently and madly roaring his disbelief inside.
The woman in the black robe retreated thousands of feet back, staring fixedly at the golden divine soul, her eyes cracking due to fear, she subconsciously murmured silently, about some terrifying thing.
Grandma Gu Sha, with tears of blood long flowing, watched the golden divine soul lost in thought, repeatedly muttering four words without sound.
It seemed that everything in the world had lost its voice at this moment.
Because Shen Ji was alive again.
To be precise, it's because Shen Ji, whose divine soul had collapsed for several breaths, opened her confused, large round eyes.
