Douro Continent

Chapter 634 Resurrect, My Love

When Tang San opened his eyes, Tang Hao and Ah Yin clearly saw a faint glow appear in their son's eyes, and his skin had an extra layer of pale golden radiance. His spirit and energy had reached a terrifying level.

Tang San stood up, bowed to his parents, then took a few steps back, walking about fifty meters to a relatively open area in the basin. Carefully, he took Xiao Wu's body from his magic pouch and laid her flat on the ground in front of him.

This should have been a very simple process, but Tang San was unusually cautious. For him, this moment was extremely important. He valued Xiao Wu's resurrection more than his own life!

Looking up at the sky, Tang San silently said in his heart: "Da Ming, Er Ming, do you know that reviving Xiao Wu is your last hope, but it's my only hope? Xiao Wu's resurrection is the same as the meaning of my life. I don't need to promise you anything. If Xiao Wu cannot be resurrected, I have no reason to live. No one loves her more than I do. From the moment I saw Xiao Wu, she was my destined lover."

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"Hello, my name is Xiao Wu, the 'Wu' in 'dancing'."

"My martial spirit is a rabbit. A really cute little white rabbit. What about you?"

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"Brother, could you help me comb my hair? It's a bit messy."

"The wood of this comb is very nice!"

"This was a gift from my mother. She made it herself, carving it from the finest sandalwood. Although it has no decorations, it was the last thing my mother left me."

"Xiao Wu, you are so beautiful."

"Brother, comb my hair."

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"Brother, you were so foolish, so incredibly foolish. How could I possibly live on alone if you died? I don't want you to die, I want you to live. I so desperately wanted to live with you, just like before. But it's impossible now. I'm gone. You must take good care of yourself, or I'll be heartbroken."

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Scenes from the past kept flashing through Tang San's mind. Looking at Xiao Wu lying peacefully on the ground, his heart ached as if it were being cut by a knife.

"Xiao Wu, we're finally going to be together again. I will definitely help you be perfectly resurrected. I won't allow you to continue like this. You must stay by my side forever, until the day we grow old and pass away."

Taking a deep breath and wiping away the tears in his eyes, Tang San gripped the Sea God Trident tightly with his right hand and took out the Little Dance Soul Bone that he had replaced from his Ruyi Hundred Treasures Pouch with his left hand.

A crystalline red color spread across the soul bone, and the aura of the 100,000-year-old soul bone exuded a heart-palpitating power. With the release of the Blue Silver Emperor, one soul ring after another appeared out of thin air on Tang San's body.

Under Tang San's urging, the powerful Xuan Tian Gong began to operate at an unprecedented speed. Clearly visible blue-gold energy swirled around Tang San's body, and his nine spirit rings shone brightly almost instantly, making his body resemble a dazzling star.

Tang Hao, who was standing to the side, had clenched his fists, and every strand of Blue Silver Emperor that Ah Yin had transformed into was trembling slightly.

Tang San raised the Trident of the Sea God high, and golden light burst forth from the trident mark on his forehead, forming a bridge with the Heart of the Sea God. The brilliant golden light instantly illuminated the entire valley, and the divine aura of the Trident of the Sea God fully bloomed, enveloping Tang San and Xiao Wu, Tang Hao and Ah Yin, as well as the Ice and Fire Yin-Yang Well and everything else here.

To Ah Yin's astonishment, her body was growing wildly under the golden light. The connection with her soul allowed her to deeply sense her son's immense power. The shared aura of the Blue Silver Emperor became the most effective channel for her to communicate with the light of the Sea God. The vast divine aura entered her body without reservation, causing her cultivation to surge exponentially.

Tang San's body jerked violently, and instantly, all nine of his spirit rings flew up, hovering above his head. The pain of instantly losing his spirit rings caused Tang San to cough up a mouthful of blood, but his gaze became even more determined.

Tang San had not forgotten Poseidon's words, but no one knew exactly how many spirit rings were needed to revive Xiao Wu. Tang San would not allow any flaws or variables to exist. Therefore, he shook all nine spirit rings of his Blue Silver Emperor out of his body without reservation. The pain caused by that instant pulling caused a thick cloud of blood mist to erupt from his incredibly tough body.

With immense soul power, he sent the Xiao Wu soul bone in his hand into the air, where it merged with the sixth soul ring that was originally on Tang San. Red light and shadow bloomed in the air. Under the control of Tang San's vast spiritual power, the sixth soul ring broke away from the soul ring lineup. Brilliant red light spread in the air and slowly condensed under the divine light emanating from the Trident of the Sea God.

The red phantom gradually took shape, and Xiao Wu's transparent red body appeared in the air. She could not speak, she could not open her mouth, but this was her soul. The aura of that soul was filled with sadness and worry, and her crystal-like eyes were fixed on Tang San, as if telling him something.

Tang San did not back down. He stared intently and resolutely at the eyes in the phantom, and shouted, word by word, in an almost roaring voice, "Resurrect! My love!"

The light of the sea god suddenly condensed from the overwhelming shroud, transforming into a massive golden pillar that completely enveloped Xiao Wu's soul and her physical body. Then, under Tang San's control, his first four spirit rings simultaneously flew up, hovering around Xiao Wu's soul to protect her, before gently descending towards her physical body under the golden light.

Vast spiritual power, like a torrent, poured into the Trident of the Sea God, transforming into the purest power of the Sea God and spreading down. In the golden light, Xiao Wu's illusory soul looked at Tang San with love for the last time. The next moment, the red light and shadow had completely merged with her body.

Yellow, yellow, purple, and black spirit rings, one by one, slowly merged into Xiao Wu's body in sequence. With each spirit ring merged, a red light would illuminate Xiao Wu's body.

The light of the sea god became even stronger; soul possession and soul merging are two completely different concepts.

Whether Xiao Wu's body, reconstructed by the Love-Sickness Heartbreak Red and the Crystal Blood Dragon Ginseng, can completely merge with her original soul, and whether she can fully recover with the support of external spirit ring energy, is the most crucial part of this resurrection ritual. Tang San is releasing his spiritual power without regard for the consequences. His seventh spirit ring has also been activated and is floating directly above Xiao Wu's body. Once he discovers that Xiao Wu's body can still withstand absorbing more spirit ring energy, Tang San will not hesitate at all.

His fifth spirit ring evolved from the Blue Silver Emperor and was not suitable for Xiao Wu, but his seventh spirit ring came from a divinely bestowed spirit ring, and its attributes would never conflict with Xiao Wu's.

Layers of intense red light enveloped Xiao Wu's body like a giant cocoon. Tang San's spiritual power permeated every corner of the space, meticulously sensing the changes between Xiao Wu's soul and body.

The fusion process was slow, but it was ongoing. Without experiencing it firsthand, one could never imagine how difficult it was. At this moment, Tang San deeply realized that if the ten-headed Fiery Sun Serpent's inner core was used to help Xiao Wu's soul and body fully fuse and solidify, the chance of failure would be at least 50%.

The light of the sea god is undoubtedly the most radiant and pure divine power. Under its illumination, all possible resistance is completely dissolved. Although the fusion process is slow, it is without any hindrance.

Poseidon, the Sea God Douluo, was right. After Xiao Wu absorbed her own spirit rings and spirit bone energy, and then took Tang San's four spirit rings, her body was completely swelled up. Originally, her body had accumulated an extremely large amount of energy due to consuming the two immortal herbs and her training on Seagod Island. Now, with such a huge amount of energy and soul power being inputted from the outside, any further transmission would definitely be dangerous.

Having discovered this, Tang San finally felt relieved and retrieved his five, seven, eight, and nine spirit rings from the sky. Although there were only four, all four were 100,000-year-level spirit rings! Judging from appearances alone, he now resembled a Spirit Master with all 100,000-year spirit rings. However, this undoubtedly made him the most powerful Spirit Master in the history of Douluo Continent.

After his strength increased to the Title Douluo level and his five soul bones increased to six, Tang San found that borrowing the power of the Sea God Trident was much easier than when he fought Bibi Dong. Back then, releasing his mental energy at full power without regard for the consequences would have been unbearable. But now, he could still do so with ease.

It's not that his mental strength has increased by a large margin; although it has increased somewhat, the progress in mental strength is definitely much less than that in his soul power. After all, his mental strength reached the peak of Douluo level after his Purple Demon Eye reached the Vast Realm, and any further significant improvement would only be possible by inheriting divine power. The change in his use of the Sea God's Trident's divine power is reflected in the ratio of his input mental strength to the converted divine power.

If previously inputting ten units of mental energy could only yield one unit of Sea God's divine power, now inputting ten units of mental energy can yield a full three units of Sea God's divine power. It is under these circumstances that Tang San was able to fully support the fusion of Xiao Wu's soul and body without feeling any strain. At least, in his current state of extreme mental excitement, he felt nothing at all. Even if he did, he simply ignored it.

An unknown amount of time passed. With a soft hum, the red light emanating from Xiao Wu's body was absorbed into her physical form like a vast ocean embracing all things. Only the red dot on her forehead, representing the pinnacle of the Seagod Island's trials, remained shining. Her soul and body had finally completed their complete merging process.

If this still didn't reassure Tang San, then the prompt that rang in his mind next brought his excitement to its peak.

"Poseidon's Eighth Trial: Revive your companions. Mission complete. Eighth trial completion rate: 50%. Need to continue increasing strength, absorbing spirit rings and spirit bones. Complete all trials."

Tang San firmly believed that the gods would not lie. Yes, Xiao Wu was resurrected. Xiao Wu was finally resurrected through her unremitting efforts.

With a thud, Tang San, supporting himself on the Trident of the Sea God, knelt on the ground. Only now did he feel the intense pain emanating from every part of his body, the utter weakness that felt as if his brain had been hollowed out. But did any of that matter? No, it didn't matter anymore. Having resurrected Xiao Wu, what did this pain matter?

The golden divine light vanished silently, and Tang San collapsed as it disappeared, falling beside Xiao Wu. Even so, in the last moments before he lost consciousness, he didn't forget to tightly hold Xiao Wu's warm little hand.

In order to perfectly revive Xiao Wu, Tang San released his mental energy to the point of exhaustion. Coupled with the tension in his mind and body, and more importantly, the damage caused by stripping away the spirit rings, it was this that caused him, with his already strong physique, to fall into a coma.

He shouldn't have had to endure such immense pain. To remove spirit rings from one's own body requires immense power. Without the Sea God's Light as a shield, Tang San wouldn't have been able to acquire spirit rings through hunting after they were removed. His Blue Silver Emperor spirit would have been rendered useless. Even with the Sea God's Light's assistance, to ensure Xiao Wu's resurrection was perfect, he had to remove all nine of his spirit rings at once—a pain far more terrifying than being skinned alive.

Tang San, however, didn't react at all, simply because his mind was too focused. His nine spirit rings were naturally powerful, including five 100,000-year spirit rings. However, the stronger the spirit ring, the greater the impact of removing it. It could be said that his forced removal had already damaged his vital energy, and even after he later retrieved four 100,000-year spirit rings, he couldn't completely avoid the damage.

This is because his body was once again bathed in the light of the sea god, and he also had six soul bones as a foundation to protect his body. Otherwise, his practice of frosting his own soul rings would have directly damaged his very foundation, making it impossible for him to recover.

After an unknown amount of time, when Tang San regained consciousness, he was surrounded by complete darkness. Intense pain shot through his limbs and bones, the spasmodic agony was unbearable, and Tang San couldn't help but let out a low groan.

"Ah, the mistress is awake." Her mother's voice rang in her ears.

Tang San tried to open his eyes, but found his eyelids very heavy. He still managed to call out, "Xiao Wu, how is Xiao Wu?"

Before he finished speaking, Tang San's senses had returned somewhat. He found himself surrounded by warmth, as if he were nestled in a soft embrace.

"Brother, I'm here, don't move." A voice as beautiful as heavenly music rang in Tang San's ears. Although his physical condition was still very poor, the voice was like a powerful stimulant, stimulating Tang San to open his eyes directly.

The moon was bright and the stars were few, and the surrounding light was very dim, but Tang San still saw the delicate, flawless face right in front of him at a glance.

She seemed even more beautiful than before. Bathed in moonlight, her skin shimmered with a translucent, jade-like whiteness. Her long scorpion braid hung down to one side, and her large, dark eyes were anxiously watching him. In those beautiful eyes, there was no longer any emptiness or confusion, only endless affection.

"Xiao Wu, Xiao Wu..." Tears suddenly welled up in Tang San's eyes, and he himself had forgotten how much time had passed. Ever since Xiao Wu sacrificed herself for him, he had never truly been happy. Seeing the living Xiao Wu appear before him, Tang San felt as if something was stuck in his throat. He had a thousand words he wanted to say, but at this moment, he couldn't utter a single one.

"Brother, you're so foolish. Da Ming and Er Ming..." Large tears rolled down Xiao Wu's beautiful eyes. Tang San had been unconscious, and after she was resurrected, she had been taking care of him, neglecting everything else. Now that Tang San was awake, she could no longer hold back her sorrowful tears. To revive her, the two most important companions in her life had sacrificed themselves, and her lover had also been severely injured.

"Xiao Wu, don't cry. Da Ming and Er Ming would never want to see you so heartbroken because of them. When I become the Sea God, I will definitely summon their souls and see you again." Having managed to say such a long sentence, Tang San's excitement at Xiao Wu's resurrection was no longer enough to sustain his body. His body went limp, and he fainted again. However, this time it was a satisfied unconsciousness; Xiao Wu was finally resurrected, and his greatest wish had been fulfilled.

Tang Hao's distinctive deep voice rang out, "Xiao San is right. The deceased are gone, but the living must continue to live. He is better than me; he brought you back to life in just a few years. Child, cherish the people in front of you. Don't be sad or grieving; the past is the past. You should embrace a new life."

Xiao Wu looked up at Tang Hao with teary eyes and nodded gently, "Thank you, Uncle."

Tang Hao smiled slightly and said, "You didn't call me that when you came here with him last time."

Xiao Wu blushed. She hadn't expected someone as dignified as Tang Hao to tease her. Her inner pain lessened somewhat, and she murmured softly, "Dad."

Tang Hao rubbed Xiao Wu's head, looked at the son in her arms, and said, "Xiao San's vital energy is severely damaged, but he is physically strong and will recover after resting for a while."

Xiao Wu lowered her head silently and gently stroked Tang San's face. "Dad, I will take good care of him."

When Tang San regained consciousness, another day had passed. With that time to recover, the "Wildfire Cannot Burn Out, Spring Breeze Blows Back" ability of the Blue Silver Emperor's right leg bone had allowed his body to recover significantly. Although he still experienced excruciating pain throughout his body and his mind remained foggy, Tang San's spirits had improved considerably.

Feeling refreshed, Tang San realized he was still nestled in Xiao Wu's arms, but his clothes had been changed and were no longer stained with the blood from when he revived her. Xiao Wu was asleep, her head bowed.

Tang San didn't move, afraid of waking Xiao Wu. Clearly, Xiao Wu had been taking care of him and was exhausted.

Taking a slow, deep breath, Tang San roused himself and felt the changes in his body. Only by recovering his health could he put Xiao Wu at ease.

As his mind gradually cleared, Tang San discovered that his meridians and bones hadn't changed much, but his soul power had fluctuated and become somewhat disordered within his body. Ironically, his mental power was the most severely damaged; it was a chaotic mess in his mind. The use of soul ring skills requires mental control, essentially being connected to the brain. Forcibly stripping away five soul rings naturally caused considerable damage to Tang San's mental power.

Fortunately, he still had the trident mark of the sea god. Although his spiritual power was scattered, it still hovered around his evolved spiritual skull, seemingly attracted by the light of the sea god. Although it was like fragments of his spirit, it did not escape his control.

Closing his eyes, Tang San began to repair his spiritual world by activating the cultivation method of the Purple Demon Eye. He was overjoyed that Xiao Wu had been resurrected and that his own body had only suffered such minor damage. At the same time, he couldn't help but feel immense gratitude towards the power of the Sea God. Without the Sea God's light, his resurrection of Xiao Wu would never have been so smooth, nor would he have only temporarily regained his spirit rings.

Perhaps he wasn't the only candidate to become a god, but probably no one had dared to strip away their spirit rings like he did. Before reabsorbing the spirit rings, Tang San wasn't sure if he could recover all the skills of the Blue Silver Emperor. But without a doubt, his spirit power hadn't decreased; it remained at level 91, only relatively weak, requiring time to gradually recover. Moreover, even if the Blue Silver Emperor couldn't be restored, it wouldn't matter much. Each of the remaining four 100,000-year spirit rings possessed two skills, making these four spirit rings alone stronger than an average Title Douluo. Furthermore, the damage to the Blue Silver Emperor wouldn't affect his Clear Sky Hammer, which had only absorbed one spirit ring; the advantage of having twin spirit rings was undeniable.

Having ascertained his current situation and knowing that Xiao Wu had been resurrected, Tang San calmed down and began to restore his spiritual power. Using the small portion of his spiritual power that he could control, he carefully stimulated the Sea God's Light, then used the cultivation method of the Purple Demon Eye to gather and absorb the fragments of his broken spiritual power together, slowly fusing them.

When Tang San first acquired the Light of the Sea God, the skill seemed rather useless, merely capable of intimidating sea spirit beasts and sea spirit masters. However, as time went on, he increasingly discovered its boundless uses, making it, in some ways, even more important than the Trident of the Sea God. After all, even with his current abilities, the Trident of the Sea God required the Light of the Sea God to truly activate its effects.

It took Tang San three whole days to complete the repair of his mental energy. His body had also healed itself during that time, returning to its original state. Aside from losing a few spirit rings and spirit skills, there weren't many changes. In fact, his skills hadn't decreased overall. He had replaced the lost Xiao Wu spirit bone with two stronger ones, and while he lost five spirit rings, he gained two 100,000-year spirit rings. Overall, he even had one more skill than before.

A faint golden light enveloped his entire body. At this moment, Tang San was sitting cross-legged beside the Yin-Yang Well of Ice and Fire. He looked as if he were cast in gold, with a precious light flowing around him.

Tang Hao stood aside watching his son. Xiao Wu stood beside Tang Hao, her beautiful eyes full of concern. Since Tang San's mother, Ah Yin's, Blue Silver Emperor body had been illuminated by the light of the Sea God that day, her already enormous body had grown another third in just a few days.

Tang San's Blue Silver Emperor spirit was inherited from his mother, sharing the same bloodline. For ordinary Soul Masters, the Sea God's Light would only bring light and warmth. If it were an evil spirit, it would be met with a powerful attack. But for Ah Yin, who was constantly growing, it was like sunlight for photosynthesis. Furthermore, given the shared aura between her and Tang San, she received immense benefits under the Sea God's Light. The Ice and Fire Yin-Yang Well, a place of natural treasures, already allowed her cultivation to increase rapidly; after being bathed in the divine light, Ah Yin's cultivation had officially entered the ten-thousand-year realm. To recover to such a level in just a few years, reaching the Blue Silver King level, was almost unbelievable.

However, this is also related to Ah Yin's background. She had already cultivated to become a 100,000-year-old soul beast, instead of starting from the lowest level of Blue Silver Grass. Possessing the bloodline of the Blue Silver Emperor, she was naturally familiar with the Blue Silver Emperor's cultivation methods and could cultivate in the simplest and most effective way. She had also received nourishment from her son's blood-tonifying medicine, as well as the assistance of the Ice and Fire Yin-Yang Eye and the Light of the Sea God, which enabled her to recover so quickly. At this moment, the illusory figure she had condensed was much clearer than when Tang San returned.

The golden light burst forth three times and receded three times, finally returning completely from the Sea God Trident mark on Tang San's forehead back into his body. The pale golden light on his entire body quietly disappeared. When Tang San opened his eyes, the precious light in his eyes reappeared, and he had returned to the state he had when he first arrived at the Ice and Fire Yin-Yang Well.

"Dad, Mom, Xiao Wu." Tang San opened his eyes and saw his parents and lover. The feeling of satisfaction was even more exciting than the recovery of his mental strength.

"Brother—" Xiao Wu's eyes reddened again. Ignoring the presence of Tang Hao and Ah Yin beside her, she rushed forward and threw herself into Tang San's arms.

Tang Hao turned around with a smile, and Ah Yin's illusory image also merged back into her original form with a smile. They knew that the two lovers could finally be together again, and they must have a lot to say to each other.

They embraced tightly, listening to each other's heartbeats. Both Tang San and Xiao Wu were overwhelmed with excitement. As if afraid of losing each other, neither of them spoke, just holding each other so tightly, as if they wanted to merge into one another.

Although the feeling when Xiao Wu possessed him before was not much different from now, she was not truly alive back then! At this moment, holding the living Xiao Wu in his arms, the feeling made every cell in Tang San's body seem to be cheering and jumping for joy.

"Xiao Wu, I love you," Tang San whispered in Xiao Wu's ear in an almost trembling voice.

Xiao Wu's body stiffened slightly, and she suddenly raised her head to look at Tang San. Their eyes met, and endless affection froze at that moment. Both Tang San and Xiao Wu had been waiting for this day for far too long.

"Brother... I love you too."

They embraced tightly once more, their emotions reaching a new height. The rings, crafted from crystalline silver and gold threads, shone brightly on their left and right middle fingers, respectively. These were their engagement tokens, and at this moment, they truly felt they possessed each other.

After going through so many hardships, they were finally able to be together again. It was precisely because of all that they had gone through that their feelings for each other became so profound.

Tang San gently kissed Xiao Wu's forehead and whispered, "Xiao Wu, will you marry me? I finally have the right to say these words to you."

"I do, I do..." Xiao Wu agreed without hesitation. Her voice was choked with emotion, and her eyes were filled with tears, but this time they were tears of happiness, not tears of sadness.

Tang San said softly, "When we return to Heaven Dou City, I will inform my teacher and then formally marry you. I will give you a grand wedding so that the whole world knows that you are my wife. Your happiness will be the greatest happiness of my life. I will love you for all eternity, for all lifetimes. Even if the sea dries up and the rocks crumble, even if the world ends, we will never be apart."

Xiao Wu nodded forcefully, her voice choked with emotion. She couldn't say another word; she had never felt so happy before.

Tang San looked up at his father, who was smiling at him and Xiao Wu not far away. He took Xiao Wu's hand and said, "Before we return to Heaven Dou City, there are a few important things to do."

Xiao Wu nestled in Tang San's arms and whispered, "No matter what you do, I will follow you."

Tang San brought Xiao Wu to his mother's enormous Blue Silver Emperor statue. "The first thing I need to do is make Dad and Mom as happy as we are."

Two enormous leaves of the Blue Silver Emperor Grass rolled up, enveloping Tang San and Xiao Wu. A deep maternal love emanated from the grass leaves. "My children, you've suffered so much. No matter what happened before, you can finally be together now. Cherish each other. Your happiness is the greatest happiness for your father and me."

Tang San suddenly shook his head and said, "No, Mom, I want you and Dad to be able to truly be together like Xiao Wu and I are. You've suffered far more than we have. I wasn't able to help you or be filial to you before. But now I'm back, and I believe I have that ability."

Next, Tang San said something that completely shocked Tang Hao and Ah Yin: "Dad, I want to help you restore your right arm and left leg. Mom, I want to resurrect you like Xiao Wu. Although I'm not absolutely certain, my method will definitely be beneficial to you both."

Even Tang Hao, who had experienced many hardships and whose mind was as calm as still water, couldn't help but change his expression drastically after hearing these words. He suddenly jumped in front of Tang San, grabbed Tang San's shoulder with one hand, and said excitedly, "Little San, what did you say? You can bring your mother back to life?"

Tang Hao wasn't concerned about whether his body could recover, but hearing his son say he wanted to help Ah Yin regain her human form was a huge shock to him. Tang Hao's relationship with Ah Yin was different from Tang San's with Xiao Wu; besides the ever-growing love, it contained a variety of complex emotions. Ah Yin had sacrificed herself to save him, causing her son to lose his mother, and Tang Hao's guilt towards them was unimaginable. If someone told him he could exchange his life for Ah Yin's return to human form, Tang Hao would not hesitate.

He had thought he would never see Ah Yin again in his life, but the Ice and Fire Yin-Yang Well gave him the opportunity to communicate with Ah Yin again, which made Tang Hao ecstatic.

If someone else had told him that he could revive Ah Yin, Tang Hao might have remained skeptical. This was far too important to him; he wouldn't have tried without absolute certainty, as he absolutely didn't want Ah Yin to suffer any more harm. But these words came from his son's mouth, how could he not believe them? Putting aside the familial bond, Tang San's use of the Ice and Fire Yin-Yang Well to rapidly restore Ah Yin gave Tang Hao deep confidence in the miracle his son had brought.

Similarly, upon hearing Tang San's words, Ah Yin was incredibly moved. Seeing her husband's mangled limbs, she had always buried her heartache deep within. She knew very well that Tang Hao had sacrificed his own soul bone to be by her side, so he could abandon everything else. But Ah Yin also understood that Tang Hao still had too many things he couldn't let go of. If she could be resurrected, if Tang Hao's arms and legs could be restored, everything would undoubtedly be perfect.

But is that really possible? One has lost an arm and a leg, the other is a Blue Silver Emperor with just over ten thousand years of cultivation. Can Tang San really restore them to their peak?

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This chapter is something everyone has been eagerly anticipating for a long time. To be honest, even I, the author, have been looking forward to it for a very long time. Xiao Wu has finally been resurrected, and the Shrek Seven Devils are finally reunited. To celebrate Xiao Wu's successful resurrection, if you still have monthly tickets, please vote for Douluo Continent. If you don't have monthly tickets, recommendation tickets will also be appreciated.

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