The Forbidden Land of Hidden Clouds.

The forbidden area is spring-like all year round.

The scenery was not as pleasant as it was today when Song Tingwan came in the previous two days.

She slightly raised her eyes and glanced at the exceptionally bright flowers around her.

"Sister, is something wrong?"

Song Tingwan withdrew her gaze, "It's just that the forbidden area is particularly refreshing today."

As Song Siyao inhaled the fragrance in the air, the fatigue from his journey seemed to dissipate considerably.

The two sisters walked side by side, their steps slow.

It felt incredibly tense, as if the day of my father's imminent resurrection had truly arrived.

I'm looking forward to it.

They were also afraid that their expectations would be dashed.

It's so contradictory that it makes you hesitate.

Song Siyao looked at her sister's tightly pursed lips, pondered for a moment, switched the sword in her other hand, and reached out to take her sister's hand.

The spirited woman tilted her head slightly and gave her a reassuring smile.

"We're together, don't be afraid, sister."

Song Tingwan saw that her gaze was firm, but the underlying nervousness was no less than hers.

She smiled, lowered her head, took her sister's hand tightly, and softly replied, "Okay."

No matter what lies ahead, sisters can face it together.

Whether it's the matter of the father's recovery or the matter of ascending to save the world.

With family and friends by your side, you'll never lose the courage to move forward.

Vines entwine around the ice coffin suspended in mid-air.

It remained suspended silently in mid-air.

The two sisters approached each other step by step.

The little spirits inside the forbidden area huddled around the ice coffin, all turning their heads in unison. As they approached, they scattered, chattering amongst themselves.

Song Tingwan chuckled, "Father is still so popular with little spirits."

Song Siyao curled her lips and said, "Father is a god, and all things in heaven and earth are close to the god."

After saying that, she paused again, her smile deepening.

"But among the gods, the father must be the one most intimately connected with all living beings."

The two sisters looked at each other and laughed.

Before the smile on his lips could fade, a sudden change occurred before his eyes.

The vines that had been tightly binding the ice coffin began to retreat.

They gently lifted the ice coffin and placed it back on the ground to stand upright.

The moment he landed, the man with his eyes closed in the ice coffin frowned.

Song Tingwan's face lit up with joy. She tightened her grip on her sister's hand and watched the sudden change with bated breath.

Even your breathing becomes soft.

I was afraid that if I breathed too heavily, it would disturb my father's return to consciousness.

A gust of wind suddenly arose in the forbidden area.

The spiritual energy surged wildly around the ice coffin.

The moment Song Chaoxuan regained consciousness, his memories had not yet returned, but he could feel the tension of his two daughters holding their breath in front of him.

Before he regained consciousness, his instincts made him smile gently.

"don’t worry."

The moment the thin man stepped out of the ice coffin, the words he blurted out stunned the three of them, including himself.

The gentle girl looked at him, smiled through her tears, and silently let the tears fall, her heart trembling violently.

The moment I stood firm, my soul took on a physical form.

The two sisters stood there stunned, while Song Chaoxuan also raised his hand to look at himself, who had regained his body.

Then he smiled with relief.

“You awakened and reborn me with your merits. The power of merits is so rare that He has returned my body to me as well.”

He paused slightly, then looked at his two well-behaved daughters, who were suppressing their excitement, and opened his arms to them.

"Father's two little fairies must have suffered a lot."

Song Chaoxuan sighed.

I feel so sorry for her.

The power of merit is so hard to earn.

Not only did he give his own to restore, but he also went through so many years of hard work, collecting things bit by bit.

The moment his consciousness returned, he seemed to have the ability to see everything clearly. He could understand anything with just a thought, without even needing to calculate.

Song Chaoxuan didn't know why, but he guessed that it might be a gift from Heaven.

"It's good that Father is back. None of that matters."

Song Tingwan threw herself into her father's thin arms, her eyes blurry with tears, as if she wanted to cry out all the grievances and anxieties she had felt during his absence over the years.

She rarely showed her vulnerable side, not even to Song Chaoxuan and Song Siyao.

Song Siyao stood there, looking at her father who was smiling at her with his other hand outstretched, and hesitated.

She doesn't like such overly sentimental gestures.

but…

"It's so good that you've recovered."

Song Siyao awkwardly approached, and her older sister was embraced and patted on the back by her father.

Having a father around always gives one a sense of security.

Just standing in front of them makes one feel at ease.

Song Chaoxuan laughed, "Our Ayao is getting stronger and stronger. It looks like she's getting closer and closer to ascending to immortality, but she's still a little short of time."

Song Tingwan wiped away her tears, pulled her sister to stand up straight again, and said in a muffled voice, "What's still missing?"

Song Siyao looked intently at her father, waiting for him to continue.

Song Chaoxuan looked at them with amusement, "Your father has just been resurrected, shouldn't you get a little more emotional and excited for a while?"

These two kids are both incredibly honest and kind-hearted.

A century has passed, yet they remain unchanged.

But in Song Chaoxuan's eyes, he felt particularly sorry for them as they became increasingly indifferent, suppressing their emotions.

Song Tingwan smiled through her tears, as if she had returned to her obedient and gentle self as a child. "You've recovered and are much better now. We can talk about the rest in the long run."

"But countless people are looking forward to ascension," Song Siyao added, speaking in a serious tone.

How could Song Chaoxuan not know?

He could sense the immense power of the Six Realms' spiritual energy.

“Go outside and tell them, so that your companions and the clan chief can hear as well.”

Song Chaoxuan stretched his limbs, then paused in surprise.

The area where his divine status was missing was hollow and broken, which is why his health was not good.

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