Resurrection

Shi Mu's expression changed. He had not yet fully recovered from his injury, but he had to open his eyes and stand up.

Liu An was still in the air, the green light on his face getting brighter and brighter. A pair of black wings fluttered behind him. It was unclear what technique he used but his broken left arm had already grown back completely. He held a long black spear in both hands as it emitted black smoke.

Not far from him, a large pit formed in the ground, filling the air around it with gas and dust.

As the silver light flashed, a figure flew out of the pit and landed nearby. It was none other than Yan Luo.

There were cracks and scratches on her silver armor. The back of her wing was also injured and drooped down.

"Yan Luo, are you alright?" Shi Mu's body shifted and flew toward Yan Luo as he connected with her through telepathy.