The Cross of Resurrection had been activated, and the process could no longer be reversed. Even if he were to forcefully stop it, the magical treasure would still be rendered useless.
As Song Shuhang saw the Cross of Resurrection, which he had acquired with great difficulty, disappeared right before his eyes, he felt very tired. [Senior White, tell me honestly, did you deliberately do that? With your keen eyesight, you still made such a mistake?]
Senior White Two said, [How could that be possible? I'm the ruler of the Netherworld, why would I deliberately trick you? You have to believe me. I didn't think that there would actually be someone else sustaining the consumption of your pseudo-eternal state. The price of doing this is very heavy.]
While he was speaking, Song Shuhang's resurrection process had already entered its final stage.
The holy light turned into flames and surrounded Song Shuhang.
At the same time, sacred sounds rang around him.
