Poverty makes me capable of anything.

She hadn't even had time to complete all the steps.

"..."

That's it.

This is a serious matter.

Ten seconds pass quickly.

During the moment of silence, Lin Yumo discovered that Zhou Jieyu had appeared out of thin air on the pedestal.

"What exactly happened?"

Zhou Jieyu looked at Lin Yumo with a blank expression.

"that……"

Lin Yumo hesitated, unsure whether she should tell Zhou Jieyu the devastating news now.

"that……"

"What exactly happened?"

Zhou Jieyu asked in confusion.

"Hey--"

Lin Yumo let out a long sigh.

"Just say what you want to say. I... wait, who are you?"

Zhou Jieyu looked past Lin Yumo and towards what was behind her.

"?"

Lin Yumo also turned around.

She saw three people dressed in red robes floating in front of her.

Although these three people look no different from ordinary humans, each of them has two bright red marks on their cheeks.

"Not dead?"

The man at the front stared at Zhou Jieyu in shock, completely ignoring Lin Yumo.

It's just an ant, nothing to pay attention to.

"How is that possible!"

The woman behind the man screamed, "I saw with my own eyes that the Pillar God's sword smashed her into a pulp; her life force was completely devoured by the Fire God's sword!"

"?"

Zhou Jieyu raised her hand.

She noticed that the three people seemed to be arguing.

But what problems can arguing solve?

"I saw it too."

The remaining person spoke.

"You must be seeing things."

"How is that possible?"

"It's impossible for both of us to be seeing things at the same time!"

The man in front shouted, "Then kill again!"

"Wait a moment!"

Zhou Jieyu quickly called out.

Can you please let me say something first?

Unfortunately, the three people showed no intention of communicating with her. As soon as Zhou Jieyu finished speaking, the flaming greatsword fell again.

With a loud bang, lava flew past Lin Yumo, who covered her eyes.

As expected, Zhou Jieyu was smashed into a pulp again.

It's too awful.

This process will probably continue many times.

Lin Yumo began to mourn for Zhou Jieyu.

“That’s exactly what she looked like just now,” the woman said.

It's completely flattened.

Under the high temperature, nothing strange or unusual sputtered out.

"Its life force has been completely extinguished; it seems to be completely dead."

The leading man nodded; this time he had confirmed it himself.

"Exactly the same! We must not have been mistaken just now. She can be resurrected!"

"Resurrected? How could such a thing happen?" the leading man said with a light snort. "There's only one left now."

At this moment, he focused his attention on Lin Yumo.

The woman muttered, "We really didn't lie."

"The person is already dead, so don't dwell on that kind of thing."

The body is gone!

A gasp made the man turn his head.

"Really gone?"

His eyes widened.

Apart from the sword in the stone, the pedestal was empty.

Things have become delicate.

"What did you just see?" he quickly asked the two people who had come with him.

"Scholars, we didn't see anything; the body just vanished into thin air."

"Yes."

The woman nodded in agreement.

The man, referred to as a scholar, had a slightly somber expression.

Although these two young men lacked experience, they were still very strong, but even so, they couldn't see clearly how the corpse disappeared.

"Could it be that there are intruders here that we haven't been able to detect?"

The scholar's gaze swept over Lin Yumo.

This is too incompetent; it couldn't be her.

He released his domain and monitored his surroundings, but still found nothing.

Time passed slowly like this.

At one point, the scholar suddenly widened his eyes and stared at the pedestal with disbelief.

This is exactly a one-minute interval.

Resurrected!

The scholars stared in horror at the resurrected Zhou Jieyu.

"She...she...she..."

"I told you we weren't lying, she really can come back to life!"

What an ignorant NPC!

After muttering a few complaints to herself, Zhou Jieyu said, "Don't rush to kill me. We can talk things over. I'm not a bad person. Actually, I came here on a mission to help you."

The scholar remained silent.

His lips trembled.

It is possible to revive.

Resurrected in flames.

These sentences kept swirling in his mind, and as they swirled, he was reminded of the legends circulating within his tribe.

As a scholar, he couldn't possibly be unaware of this.

He turned to look at the two younger men.

"Could it be that the scholar has undergone a... rebirth?"

Yes, could it be...?

The scholar's mind naturally conjured up that image—

The True Ancestor Born from the Crimson Lotus!

The scholar's breathing quickened at the thought.

But then another question arises: how could the True Ancestor be so weak?

That is the deity mentioned in the prophecies passed down from ancient times.

“Only the True Ancestor can be resurrected, how could anyone else possibly do it?” the woman said.

"..."

The scholar stared intently at Zhou Jieyu.

If he really was the True Ancestor, then didn't he just kill the True Ancestor once?

worse.

Zhou Jieyu asked, "Are you all alright?"