outside world.
Several healing-type spirit masters tried to help Fang Xiu heal his injuries, but to no avail.
They shook their heads heavily, indicating that they were powerless to help.
Enraged, Yang Ming grabbed a healing-type spirit master by the collar, his eyes bloodshot, and yelled, "You damn well better save people! Save them! You bunch of useless trash!"
The spirit master who was grabbed by the collar was not angry at Yang Ming's scolding. Instead, his eyes were red, his face was full of self-blame, and tears were falling uncontrollably. He seemed to hate himself for being so powerless.
"Captain Fang... he didn't suffer from external injuries, but rather damage to his consciousness. His consciousness is leaving his body, like his soul leaving his body. Once his consciousness is gone, only an empty shell remains."
"What?!" Yang Ming instantly erupted in fury: "I don't care, you must save Brother Xiu..."
"Ah! Brother Xiu is awake!" Xiao Chuxia's scream instantly attracted everyone's attention.
In an instant, everyone's eyes were focused on Fang Xiu, who had opened his eyes, his gaze blurry, and slowly raised his right hand.
As soon as Fang Xiu reached out his hand, everyone rushed to help him up.
However, Xiao Chuxia was the quickest. She immediately stepped forward, took Fang Xiu's hands in her own, and placed them on her already tear-streaked face. Feeling the lingering warmth of Fang Xiu's palms, tears welled up in her eyes again.
"Brother Hugh, please don't let anything happen to you! If something happens to you, how will I live?"
Xiao Chuxia burst into tears, her tearful appearance causing everyone's heartache.
At this moment, Fang Xiu's lips moved slightly, as if he were saying something.
Everyone quickly moved closer, and Xiao Chuxia even put her ear right next to Fang Xiu's mouth.
"Hugh, you speak, I'm listening, I'm listening..."
"Let go... let go..." Fang Xiu was so weak that he was about to lose control of his body.
Xiao Chuxia looked at Fang Xiu with heartache, her eyes brimming with tears: "Don't say anymore, Brother Xiu, I understand, I understand everything. You just want me to rest assured, right? You'll definitely be alright."
"Let go... let go... let go."
Xiao Chuxia: "......."
When she heard it clearly, her delicate body stiffened instantly.
“Hey, big black guy, Hugh told you to let go. We heard it all. Your ear is practically touching Hugh’s lips, can’t you hear me?”
Xiao Chuxia withdrew her hand, feeling hurt, angry, and embarrassed.
Even after his hand was released, Fang Xiu still raised his hand towards the sky, as if trying to grasp something.
He murmured, "Pain...manifestation...wife!!"
After saying this, Fang Xiu seemed to have used up all his strength, and his arm could no longer support him, falling heavily to the ground.
"Hugh!"
"Captain Fang!"
"No!"
Everyone was shocked and exclaimed in alarm, but Fang Xiu could no longer hear them at all.
Just as his hand was about to fall completely, a fair, jade-like, slender arm steadily caught Fang Xiu's hand.
Hands clasped together, palms touching.
Time seemed to stand still at that moment.
As Fang Xiu lay dying, he recognized the person who had approached him—his wife.
"Wife...kill me again..."
Everyone stared blankly at the beautiful woman who had suddenly appeared before them. Before they could react, the beautiful woman pounced on Fang Xiu and then bit down hard on his neck.
Pfft!
Blood splattered, directly onto Xiao Chuxia and the others' faces. They stared blankly at the tragedy before they finally reacted.
"Hugh!"
"Let go of Hugh!"
Enraged, the crowd attacked the wife relentlessly, but all their attacks were ineffective against her.
Fang Xiu lay on the ground, staring blankly at the sky, while his wife bit him, and the crowd shouted angrily to stop her.
Amidst the chaos, no one noticed that Fang Xiu's previously lifeless eyes regained a glimmer of life!
"Oh......."
A soft laugh rang out.
Everyone stopped moving instantly, staring in disbelief at the supposedly dead Fang Xiu. They were all high-level Spirit Masters, so they couldn't have misheard.
"Hugh...is he smiling!?"
"Heh... Hahaha... Hehehe..."
Fang Xiu's smile grew wider and wider, becoming increasingly distorted.
"That's the feeling! That's the feeling!!"
At this moment, his gradually dying body seemed to be filled with new life, and madness and hatred filled his eyes once again!
He... came back to life!
Fang Xiu, who was originally dead, has been completely resurrected!
He successfully found the anchor point mentioned by the Kunlun maggot.
That was the ultimate hatred for his wife. Memories of being tortured and killed by her countless times flooded his mind. That hatred transcended time. Even if the world changed and time passed, it would not be erased by time in the slightest!
It will only get worse!
boom!
A violent power surged from his body, forcing everyone present to retreat.
Fang Xiu slowly sat up, his wife clinging to him like a pendant.
He glanced at his wife, whose mouth was full of blood, smiled silently, gently stroked her long, soft hair, and said in an unusually cold and hoarse voice, "You're still alive, how could I bear to let you die?"
As soon as he finished speaking, his wife's figure vanished into thin air.
Fang Xiu stood up, and the bloody mess on his neck instantly healed. He stood on the battlefield amidst the broken walls and ruins, calmly surveying the excited crowd.
His gaze seemed to pierce through space, overcoming all obstacles to fall upon every citizen of Xia Kingdom. Facing the excited and eager gazes of the crowd, he slowly spoke: "I have said it before, I have already seen the future, this battle... will be won!"
The moment he finished speaking, whoosh!
The entire Xia Kingdom was plunged into boundless euphoria!
Countless people embraced and wept, cheering wildly.
"We've won!!"
"Humanity has triumphed!!"
Then, Fang Xiu spoke a second sentence.
"In the name of the prophet, the dead return!"
The next second, a terrifying power of time descended upon the Xia Kingdom, and with the blessing of the real dream, the spaces where the dead were located were superimposed into one place.
In front of countless witnesses, the flesh and blood of the dead were rapidly restored, and more and more of the dead stood up.
The fervent cheers shook the heavens, and all the words finally coalesced into one sentence.
"Long live the prophet!!"
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