Cultivation... gone!
The Divine Spring is gone too!
This feeling of losing everything is not pleasant; in fact, he had long forgotten what it was like to be without these two things.
For centuries, he lived as a cultivator.
The memory of a mortal body had long been forgotten.
"Did you destroy me?"
Xin Zui's old face appeared even more aged at that moment, even showing signs of decay.
"Without the support of his cultivation, this guy will probably have to experience birth, aging, illness, and death like everyone else."
The Artifact Spirit made a clicking sound, not out of pity, but finding it quite amusing to see an arrogant cultivator fall to the mortal world.
Only someone like Chasing Soul could understand this feeling; those damn memories were reviving, and as part of the soul's past experiences, he understood the pain of a thousand years of cultivation being destroyed overnight.
This was even harsher than killing a person.
