"Making the Evil Chosen shudder unknowingly—this is a ruthless person who destroyed their army of thirty thousand."
As she appeared, everyone had a strange feeling—as if all the gods and Buddhas, who had been asserted with one hundred percent certainty as dead and gone, were suddenly appearing before them again.
It felt very surreal.
So surreal that Xiao Tingyun and the others couldn't even feel happy—because there had been too many ups and downs, and they had developed a psychological shadow.
Let's just assume Qin Yu was still considered dead; then, was this scene a—resurrection?
The resurrected Qin Yu casually sat down on the stairs, looking somewhat frail, since she was just an illusion, seventy to eighty percent transparent. She glanced at Evil Ancestor Yuan Ya with a smile in her eyes.
Yet the smile was very real.
"Evil Ancestor went and came back; if I went and returned, that wouldn't be excessive, right?"
