"I'm back,"
Wu Dade murmured in a low voice, his heart filled with sorrow as he gazed at the shattered divine weapon that once stood before him.
Was that his past life?
He had fought fierce battles, had even used his body to repair the breach in the sky...
"So it turns out, I, Wu Dade, once put my life on the line for this world..."
"Unfortunately, now that I'm back, you all have vanished."
"I truly wish you could come back, I really do."
At that moment, Wu Dade's grief bubbled up from deep within.
He took out strips of dragon meat and placed them before the dunes.
"...Brothers, I'm back!"
"Eat your fill of meat, drink your fill of wine... Eat up!"
He was holding a memorial ceremony.
With dragon meat, he paid tribute to his old friends who had passed.
He could not recall those years, for when he was fished out of the long river of causality in the Yin Realm, he had already forgotten everything.
This was a rebirth.
Yet, the sentiment was not unfamiliar.