Some things, every time you see them, bring fresh insights. Nezha's cultivation now is far beyond what it was before, and he feels he has already grasped the true meaning of parts of the grand array. Yet after studying for a while, he gained new enlightenment again.
Time passed slowly, and another ten years went by. The increasingly powerful heartbeat inside Emperor Jiang suddenly stopped. Then, an organ like a large pouch took a deep breath, causing a gust of wind.
In a moment, the large pouch disappeared, and a big man lay naked in the Blood Pool. The freshly revived Emperor Jiang was clearly still in a state of shock, his memory lingering at the moment of perishing together with Taiyi.
A fierce space storm swept outward instinctively.
"Feathered bird, I, Laozi, with you..."
He didn't finish the sentence before he saw Nezha sitting by the Blood Pool, paused for a moment, and upon feeling the familiarity, his words stopped and turned into scratching the back of his head.
