Yun Feng also asked her master about the ancestor's soul. Her master's answer was surprisingly the same as Yao Guang's. It was fine if he still had his soul, but if he only had his remnant thoughts left, there was no possibility of resurrection at all. He could only dissipate in the vast world.
"Kid, I knew this would happen." Yun Lan's soul slowly came out of the bottle and a faint light flashed around him. At this moment, Yun Feng was sitting in her yard. There was no one else. Her pretty face was cold. Yun Feng frowned tightly.
Seeing Yun Feng's expression, Yun Lan couldn't help but burst into laughter. "Why do you have to be so conflicted? For all the lives in the world, doesn't the end always mean death? This is the process after all. To be exact, I've already died in this world."
"Ancestor!" Yun Feng said, but Yun Lan shook his head. "Kid, it's a pity that I can't stay with you longer. I can't witness your growth with my own eyes."
