When Tang San opened his eyes, Tang Hao and Ah Yin clearly saw a faint treasure glow appearing in their son's pupils, and his skin surface had an added layer of faint golden luster. His spirit, essence, and energy had reached a terrifying height.
Tang San stood up, first bowed to his parents, then stepped back a few paces, and walked about fifty meters away to a relatively open area in the basin. With great care, he took Xiaowu's body out of the Treasure Bag and laid her flat on the ground in front of him.
This should have been a simple process, yet Tang San was exceptionally cautious. To him, this moment was too important. The resurrection of Xiaowu was more significant than his own life!
