Yun Lintian raised his hand, and emerald light burst forth—the full might of the God of Life's authority. The energy washed over the land like a tidal wave, seeping into the cracked earth and withered trees.
Where it touched, life returned.
Blackened soil turned rich and fertile. Petrified wood softened, new sprouts pushing through bark. The very air itself seemed to brighten, the oppressive death energy dissolving like mist under sunlight.
Ren watched it all unfold, his skeletal frame trembling slightly. "Just like... her..."
When the purification was complete, Yun Lintian lowered his hand. "It is done."
Ren bowed deeply. "My gratitude."
As he straightened, his form began to crumble—the last of his borrowed energy fading. But before his soul disappeared entirely, he spoke once more.
"One last warning... Beware the God of Heaven's inheritor."
Yue Yun's eyes narrowed. "What about him?"
