This process felt natural, like a form of art.
But when the last day came.
Everything suddenly came to a halt.
Right under Chen Zhixing's watchful eyes, Chen Tianyuan's shriveled spirit body was suddenly ignited by a flame from the Spirit Realm, as if burning fiercely. This made Chen Tianyuan seem to regain vitality, instead of retaining the previous deathly appearance, there was a sense of 'returning to youthful vigor.'
White hair becomes black silk.
Visibly, the wrinkles on his face faded, and Chen Tianyuan seemed to awaken, his appearance stabilized as a middle-aged man of around forty.
He could sit up in bed, and even run and jump.
The old man was not surprised by this, just turned to Chen Zhixing, who was still by his side, and smiled:
