Sanjeevani Boni! Sanjeevani Boni! Sanjeevani Boni!
A faint voice echoed beside the Sukhacara Sage's ears, relentlessly resounding, causing Sukhacara Sage's hands to tremble, and he was almost moved to tears.
The Sanjeevani Mantra!
The Curse of Undeath that could resurrect life!
"Praises to the Supreme Lord!"
Tears welled up in the eyes of Sukhacara Sage as he spoke softly.
Shiva's expression was indifferent as he spoke slowly, "When using the Sanjeevani Mantra, one must not violate the Righteous Law!"
"I shall follow the Righteous Law!"
Sukhacara Sage declared.
Witnessing this, Shiva raised his right hand, which emitted a faint golden light. The Divine Light converged downward, falling upon Sukhacara Sage.
"As you wish!"
As you wish! As you wish! As you wish!
Shiva's voice continued uninterrupted, echoing in Sukhacara Sage's ears, like the exquisite sounds of heaven and earth, and like a father's whisper, persisting for a long time.
The golden light descended!
