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Return to the flesh?
Song Yin looked towards the golden lit flesh in the great hall. In his excitement, his grip began to loosen.
The suction started to come forth, and Jin Guang's face also relaxed, allowing his body to drift towards the flesh with the suction.
No matter what, he would first enter the flesh, bring himself back to life, and then...
Snap!
Say...
Jin Guang blinked and then looked towards the large hand that had re-grasped his wrist, forcing out a smile uglier than crying.
"Disciple..."
Whoosh!
He hadn't finished speaking when he felt a gust of wind passing by.
He's a soul!
A soul, ah!
How can he still feel the wind!
Jin Guang only felt a blur before his eyes, and when he could see again, he had been pulled by Song Yin into the hall, right up to the flesh.
Jin Guang wanted to reach out, but although the flesh was close at hand, he was gripped tightly and couldn't inch forward.
Just a little bit, just a little bit ah!
My flesh!!
