Joyce was dying.
There was no more hatred or anger in Joyce's mind, only fear of death.
No one wanted to die!
The very reason why Cultivators wanted to become stronger was that they didn't want to die!
Joyce was no exception.
Gravis was no exception.
Mortis was no exception.
Mortis looked at Joyce's head with furrowed brows.
Joyce's eyes looked at Mortis with fear.
Silence.
Mortis sighed.
Mortis gathered his Soul and Life Laws.
Joyce felt her Spirit recovering.
Her body was regrowing.
A couple seconds later, Joyce had received a new body, and her Spirit was no longer leaving her.
For a while, Joyce only lied on the ground, shock written on her face.
She had nearly died!
Joyce couldn't formulate any thoughts for a full minute.
Her mind was in disarray, and she had never been so close to death.
If Mortis hadn't saved her, she would have died.
