"Resurrection..."
Like being brutally ravaged by torrential rain and thunder, a moment of daze appeared at the depths of Huazhu's eyes.
She clearly understood the meaning of this word.
But... is it really possible?
The world of the Fond Spirits is indeed full of wonders. Maybe there are indeed stories of the dead being resurrected, the supreme ones reincarnating, and even achieving eternal life among the high-ranking Fond Spirits.
But those are all legends. She was merely a minor figure at the Mud-cast fetus level. Could she really touch upon this domain?
"What you need to do now is to unconditionally believe in me,"
Ye Hanjun said indifferently.
"Let go of unnecessary thoughts and focus on the battle at hand."
"As long as you still have a breath, as long as your heart is still beating, you have to exhaust all your strength, find a way to give the fighting avatar a fatal blow."