The mories of my past life completely awakened, all vivid, as if they happened just yesterday.
A wave of sorrow surged in my heart, making Feng Wuchen incredibly painful.
Sealed mories and fully awakened mories continuously appeared in Feng Wuchen’s mind, all events of the past life erging in Feng Wuchen’s mind.
Many unfamiliar scenes Feng Wuchen had never seen also erged in his mind.
"Xuanyuan Moze, Ao Qing, Yi Qing... are you all still alive?" Feng Wuchen pondered inwardly, as everything from the past life returned.
"Master, it’s not your fault, it’s the fault of the Tianzun Divine Palace. If it weren’t for the ambush by the Great Revered back then, they wouldn’t have died. It was the Great Revered who killed Man Wuer and the others!" Gu Yuan said.
Feng Wuchen slowly closed his eyes, took a deep breath, and suppressed the sorrow in his heart.
"The things not completed in the last life must be accomplished in this one, and they must be finished. Wuer, I will definitely avenge you all!" Feng Wuchen resolutely said to himself.
"Great Revered!" Feng Wuchen’s fist clenched tightly, overwhelming anger welled up in his heart.
Opening his eyes, two intense beams of light shot out from Feng Wuchen’s eyes.
"With Master’s rebirth, we still have a chance!" Gu Yuan thought to himself, feeling relieved upon seeing the brilliance in Feng Wuchen’s eyes.
After a while, Feng Wuchen gradually recovered, and the sharp pain in his head slowly faded away.
The mories of both lives rged, and the true Young Master of the Dragon God Clan was reborn.
"I was indeed strong in my previous life, but not strong enough. However, in this life, I will beco even stronger," Feng Wuchen determinedly resolved.
This lifeti, Feng Wuchen reached the pinnacle of the Heavenly Realm in all four fields.
This lifeti, Feng Wuchen unlocked the Divine Power of the Heavenly Dao, gained the power of the ten Primordial Ancients, acquired Wu Fire, and many Divine Artifacts!
This lifeti, Feng Wuchen was destined to grow stronger.
An aura of dominance that could look down upon the world emanated from Feng Wuchen, compelling awe and reverence.
"Master is back! Master is back!" Sensing the terrifying aura of Feng Wuchen, Gu Yuan’s heart grew more ecstatic, his eyes reddened, overwheld with joy.
"Gu Yuan, imdiately build the Spirit Emperor Temple, let the temple grow strong, and when Long Yun returns, explain everything to him," Feng Wuchen instructed Gu Yuan.
"Yes, Master!" Gu Yuan respectfully replied.
Feng Wuchen vanished in a flash, and when he reappeared, he had arrived at the Artificer Guild.
"Greetings, Lord Feng!" Bai Hun and the others respectfully saluted.
Feng Wuchen flicked his finger, a golden light shot out and instantly penetrated Bai Hun’s forehead.
"President Bai, this is the Eternal Refining Technique," Feng Wuchen said calmly.
"The Eternal Refining Technique?" Bai Hun’s old face was greatly shocked, his mind suddenly flooded with incredibly profound refining techniques, leaving him in awe.
"Thank you, Lord Feng!" Bai Hun hastily expressed his gratitude.
In the blink of an eye, Feng Wuchen had disappeared without a trace.
At that mont, Feng Wuchen had already entered the Heavenly Tomb, swiftly flying toward the Spirit Beast Clan’s territory.
"Whoosh!"
Feng Wuchen’s speed was astounding, fast as lightning, with a loud explosive sound, disappearing without a trace in the blink of an eye.
"This brat! How dare he barge in!" A colossal figure transford into a human silhouette and vanished instantly.
This person was Barren Wind; he had sensed Feng Wuchen’s domineering aura.
"Boom!"
"Buzz buzz!"
A terrifying palm print suddenly appeared with a loud bang, blasting a giant pit in the mountain, shaking the earth, and sending countless rocks flying.
"Little Feng, teleportation was sothing I taught you. Back then, you were still in the mid-stage of Heavenly Monarch, begging with tears to teach you," Feng Wuchen appeared in a flash, evading Barren Wind’s attack at the first mont.
Upon hearing Feng Wuchen’s words, Barren Wind’s expression changed drastically, looking at Feng Wuchen in disbelief, trembling as he spoke: "You... are you Brother Long?"
Only the Young Master of the Dragon God Clan from back then would call Barren Wind like this.
The teleportation of the Spirit Beast Clan was taught by the Young Master of the Dragon God Clan.
"Yes, my past life’s mories have been restored," Feng Wuchen nodded.
"You... are you really Brother Long? The mories of the past life..." Barren Wind could hardly believe it and could not fathom that the Young Master of the Dragon God Clan was reborn.
"Take to the Spirit Beast Clan," Feng Wuchen said calmly.
"Brother Long! Is it really you?" Barren Wind’s tears fell instantly, as no outsider other than the Young Master of the Dragon God Clan knew about Barren Wind begging Feng Wuchen with tears to teach teleportation.
"Do not cry! Hold it back! Show so backbone!" Feng Wuchen reprimanded, his mind involuntarily rembering the scenes of reprimanding Barren Wind back then.
"Yes!" Barren Wind held back his tears, but they still couldn’t stop.
"Let’s go!" Feng Wuchen said, taking the lead as he flew towards the Spirit Beast Clan’s territory, with Barren Wind following closely behind.
Feng Wuchen was very familiar with the Spirit Beast Clan’s territory, and every familiar place evoked corresponding familiar images in his mind.
The deepest part of the Heavenly Tomb was precisely the territory of the Spirit Beast Clan.
"Clan Leader! Elders! Leaders! Brother Long is back! Brother Long is back!" Even before reaching the territory’s palace, Barren Wind began shouting excitedly.
Barren Wind’s loud voice echoed throughout the territory’s palace.
"Dragon God Supre?"
"Has the Dragon Venerable really been resurrected?"
"As the leader said, Brother Long has indeed co back!"
In an instant, the entire Spirit Beast Clan was alard.
The palace of the Spirit Beast Clan’s territory was grand and magnificent, a huge valley adorned with awe-inspiring palaces.
The Spirit Beast Clan was a vast race, with nearly a hundred thousand tribesn.
Barren Wind brought Feng Wuchen descended onto the square, where the Spirit Beast Clan’s high-ranking mbers and many powerful figures had already gathered.
"Is he Brother Long? Doesn’t look like it."
"Didn’t the leader say that Brother Long was reborn, so naturally, the appearance is different from back then."
Upon seeing Feng Wuchen’s face, so tribesn couldn’t help but be puzzled.
"I’m back," Feng Wuchen said, smiling at Man Zhan.
"Dragon Venerable, the mont I saw you, I was sure you were Dragon Venerable. Back then, you said you would return even if you died, and I always believed it. You did co back!" Man Zhan joyously exclaid.
"Brother Long!" The Spirit Beast Clan erupted in enthusiastic cheers.
"Clan Leader, Elders, I have been reborn, and my mories have fully awakened," Feng Wuchen courteously greeted the Clan Leader and elders.
"Dragon Venerable, is it really you? Man Zhan said you resurrected, and I couldn’t believe it," Clan Leader Man Zhonglou exclaid excitedly, his old eyes fixed tightly on Feng Wuchen, his hands gripping Feng Wuchen’s tightly.
"Clan Leader, it is ," Feng Wuchen nodded.
"That’s wonderful! Simply wonderful!" Man Zhonglou was imnsely pleased.
"It’s good to be back!" The elders wept with joy, tears streaming down their old cheeks.
"Regarding Wuer’s matter, it was my fault. I bla myself for not protecting them back then," Feng Wuchen said self-reproachfully.
"Dragon Venerable, it’s not your fault. The Great Revered was too cunning, laid traps, and ambushed. It’s not your fault, oh, it’s all in the past now, you need not bla yourself," Man Zhonglou shook his head slightly.
"This life, I’ve been reborn, and I must avenge Wuer and the others!" Feng Wuchen resolutely declared.
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