"So strong?"
Han Fei realized his strength. He had transcended the Great Dao and could restore order and rewrite rules. With a thought, he could make all living beings die or live.
Han Fei was not in a hurry to walk into the gap. Instead, he looked back. He saw the void that dispersed in this endless battlefield. He saw the Immortals who had once tried to make a breakthrough here but withered. Their wills lingered in the Heavenly Battlefield and dispersed here. They had never dissipated, but they had completely fallen asleep.
Buzz!
As Han Fei waved his hand, the endless void began to gather, and the dispersing will began to return.
Endless energy gathered, and Eldest Senior Brother's body was instantly reconstructed.
At the same time, here, 203 flames of will appeared in the battlefield and began to burn, blooming with divine light. They were the Immortals who had died in the past.
"Those old friends are recovering. They… are returning."