“Since everyone thinks I’m dead and am in need of reviving, we can’t let their preparations and good intentions go to waste.” Li Hao ceased teasing the Great Li king. “I’d like to resurrect some people.”1

Everyone grew solemn and the Silver Moon martial masters looked at him with excitement. Did the young man mean… Yuan Shuo and the others?0

A vicious glint had shone in Northern Fist’s gaze ever since the battle at Boundless. That violent light faded somewhat for the moment and he asked, “Who?”0

“It’s just as you think.” Li Hao looked at him.0

“Can it be done?” Northern Fist’s eyes lit up.0

“I’m not sure.”0

Northern Fist wilted slightly. He quickly brightened again. “You can do it!”0

You certainly can do it! You were blasted out of existence by the chaos tribulation, but came back from it. They can too!0

Hong Yitang and the rest held their breaths. Bring back Yuan Shuo and the others? Could that happen?0

To be honest, the Silver Moon martial masters had lost some of their motivation after those people became casualties at Boundless. They went about their business in a muffled manner; there was barely any laughter or joking...0