His perception was not wrong, Xiang Lingtian indeed had transferred part of his wife's soul into this bead, but only a part of it; the remaining portion was still being nourished within the Soul Nourishing Wood.
However, Tang Xianzhuo was unaware of this detail.
His eyes shimmered with deep affection, as if he had already foreseen her resurrection. In this life, he sought nothing else but his wife's revival.
"Jiu'er, the time is almost upon us, soon we shall be reunited."
Tang Xianzhuo said gently, in a soft voice.
Then, he looked up at the void of the sun, where the intense power was about to reach its peak, realizing that the time had come,
he turned his gaze toward the Jianghu martial artists present and, bowing, said:
"Fellow Jianghu comrades, my wife is about to awaken, I hope you can lend a hand."
"Sect Leader Tang, how can we assist?"
"Yes, yes, whatever we can do, we will not refuse."
