"Impossible!"
The next second, the sword-wielding youth's expression changed, his gaze fixed on Progenitor Tingyou. "You're already dead! The Perfected Lord killed you himself!"
There was no way Progenitor Tingyou could have survived!
Even taking a million steps back, even if he had survived, how could he possibly have recovered to Foundation Establishment Perfection in just a few decades? It was completely illogical!
At least, with the Cultivation the sword-wielding youth had inherited, he couldn't comprehend what was happening. He could only attribute it to Progenitor Tingyou being some kind of miracle... However, the moment that thought arose, it intensified the Heart Demon that True Monarch Chengtian Zhengde had transferred to him. 'What the hell is the point of fighting this?'
But he had no time to dwell on it.
