Silence filled the area.
The truth that Ye Xiajie wanted to know is more painful and more surreal than he had expected. He didn't expect that he indeed died, Ye Xiajie had always thought that he had just fallen into a deep coma or something while his soul was being injured to the point of fragmentation.
This kind of situation is not ordinary yet at the same rare. There are lots of cases where a cultivator would injure his soul and had to enter worlds to repair. But his case is a lot worse, he is a dead person whose life had been revived and extended using the life of his own wife. Who would be happy knowing that he could live in exchange for his loved one's sacrifice?
What did his Jing'er sacrifice to pull him out of hell?
Flesh? Yes, he had sacrificed his own body for him.
Blood? Of course! If he didn't, would that vessel he gave up be off us?
