I don't know how much time had passed, the nine drops of essence blood on the floor had all evaporated, the power of the Nine Star Gathering Spirit Array had been exhausted, and the Heaven and Earth Primordial Qi in the room had completely disappeared.
On the stretcher, Jin Ye slowly opened his eyes.
Perhaps it was the long coma that made it hard for him to adapt to the glaring sunlight. He opened his eyes and then closed them again, only after several seconds did he open them again, and what he saw was Ye Fan's face—a face not too familiar, yet not entirely strange.
Hmm?
Seeing Ye Fan so close, Jin Ye's eyes widened in astonishment, his face full of shock as if he thought he was dreaming.
Is this a dream?
Subconsciously, Jin Ye pinched his arm.
The pain told him that this was not a dream; indeed, standing before him was Ye Fan.
"How… how could he be here?"
Once he was sure he wasn't dreaming, Jin Ye looked bewildered.
There was no answer.
