"I... What is happening to me?" Uncle Fu muttered in shock.

Watching Uncle Fu's at-a-loss expression, Zhou Huai felt a warmth in his heart.

He slowly stretched out his arms and pulled Uncle Fu into a tight, powerful embrace.

He could feel the heart beating within this young body, so strong and vigorous.

"Uncle Fu, thank you."

Resting his chin on Uncle Fu's shoulder, Zhou Huai said softly and sincerely.

"If it weren't for you, I might never have woken up." He released Uncle Fu, patted his solid shoulder, and a brilliant smile bloomed on his face. "Also, congratulations on your rebirth."

Hearing these words, Uncle Fu finally confirmed that all of this was not a dream.

Recalling his own resolute determination during the sacrifice and looking at the unharmed Young Master before him, tears could no longer be controlled as they gushed out.

He likewise held Zhou Huai tightly, crying like a child while smiling with incomparable relief.

"Young Master flatters this old servant... As long as Young Master is fine, that is all that matters! As long as you can stand here safe and sound, this old servant... even if this old servant were to die a hundred times, I would rest in peace!"

The master and servant embraced and wept together on the wasteland. This bond that spanned life and death made Chen Huaishu and Wei Liao, not far away, unable to help turning their heads away and quietly wiping the corners of their eyes.

However, Zhou Huai's actions did not stop there.

After a brief moment of warmth, Zhou Huai gently pushed Uncle Fu away.

"Uncle Fu, step aside for a moment." Zhou Huai's expression turned serious again. "My task is not yet finished."

Although Uncle Fu was puzzled, he obediently retreated a dozen meters away.

Zhou Huai silently closed his eyes, transferring his consciousness to Xiang Yu.

Repeating the previous action, he once again used the Pendulum of Life to begin the sacrificial ritual.

"Hum—!"

The Pendulum of Life, which had just calmed down, once again erupted with an earth-shattering roar!

This time, the amplitude of the pendulum's swing was more than ten times more violent than before! Golden light suddenly erupted, resembling a mini sun.

"Go!"

Driven by Zhou Huai's will, three golden beams of light, several times thicker than before, shot out from the bottom of the Pendulum of Life!

These three beams of light accurately and flawlessly illuminated three figures!

The listless SS-Rank Forbidden Spell Mage, Gandalf!

The iron-tower-like, robust SS-Class Immortal Barrier, Xiang Yu!

And the SS-Class Six-Winged Holy Angel radiating endless Holy Light, Gabriel!

The violent life energy, like a breached flood, began to be continuously and forcibly extracted from the bodies of these three powerful SS-Class Avatars!

The golden ribbons of light intertwined in mid-air into two thick torrents, madly surging toward the the void directly beneath the Pendulum of Life!

Seeing this scene, Wei Liao couldn't help but gasp, completely dumbfounded.

"What is he trying to do?" Wei Liao exclaimed subconsciously, "He's actually extracting the life energy from three SS-Class Avatars all at once!"

He turned his head and looked at Chen Huaishu in astonishment, "Old Chen, what on earth is he doing? Using the lives of three SS-Class Avatars, just who is he trying to revive?"

Chen Huaishu stared at the three Avatars standing unmovingly in the beams of light, not answering Wei Liao's question.

However, his calloused hands had already involuntarily clenched tightly, and his entire body couldn't help trembling.

The old man seemed to have vaguely guessed who Zhou Huai was going to revive this time.

The extraction ritual in mid-air was tragic and magnificent.

Under the terrifying stripping force, Xiang Yu's demon-god-like body's muscles began to rapidly shrivel, yet he still stood proudly in the wind, his spine not bending even a fraction;

The six wings behind Gabriel gradually lost their luster, the divine radiance being stripped away bit by bit by the golden torrent, turning into dancing feathers of light filling the sky;

As for Gandalf, who was already weak, he bore the brunt of it, his withered skin beginning to peel off like weathered rock.

A moment later, under the infusion of endless life energy, right below the Pendulum of Life, the air underwent extremely distorted folding.

Immediately after, two dazzling lights of ultimate brilliance began to condense!

Not one, but two huge golden cocoons appeared simultaneously!

These two golden cocoons were several times larger than the one when Uncle Fu was revived, and the runes flowing on their surfaces exuded a heart-palpitating power of rules, resembling two suns suspended in mid-air!

As the golden cocoons continued to expand, the vitality of the three SS-Class Avatars was finally squeezed to its limit.

"Crack..."

Xiang Yu's body was the first to transform into a gray stone sculpture, dissolving with the wind; immediately following, Gabriel's light and shadow completely extinguished; finally, Gandalf also turned into a handful of flying ash, merging between heaven and earth.

Until the three top-tier SS-Class Avatars turned into mummies, this soul-stirring sacrificial ritual was declared over.

The pointer of the Pendulum of Life slowly came to a halt.

Heaven and earth were silent.

Only those two huge golden cocoons emitted a powerful rhythmic sound in mid-air.

"Thump— Thump—"

Emitting a rhythmic sound like battle drums!

"Crack!"

The golden cocoon on the left was the first to crack open a gap, and immediately after, the golden cocoon on the right simultaneously emitted the sound of breaking through its shell.

The dazzling golden light receded like a tide.

Two figures walked out from the broken cocoon shells, steadily landing on the soil of the wasteland.

That was a pair of young man and woman looking to be no more than twenty-seven or twenty-eight years old.

The man's posture was straight as a pine, his sword-like eyebrows slanted up into his temples. Even just standing quietly there, his entire body exuded an aura of iron-blooded slaughter from long experience on the battlefield and an imposing dominance without anger.

The woman wore a plain white dress, her face exquisitely beautiful and cold, her temperament like an orchid in a secluded valley.

However, at this moment, both of their faces carried identical looks of bewilderment, not yet having woken from the slumber of death.

Chen Huaishu stared at the young man's face. Although that face no longer had graying hair and crisscrossing wrinkles, even if he died, he wouldn't recognize it wrong!

That was the stabilizing divine pillar of Great Xia Nation, the faith that had led them to fight bloody battles for a lifetime!

And that woman...

Chen Huaishu's gaze abruptly contracted.

He remembered that face!

The peerless Genius who, back in the highest academy of Great Xia, suppressed countless Prodigies with peerless talent so they couldn't raise their heads, yet mysteriously perished at her most dazzling moment!

At this moment, this Old General who bled on the battlefield without shedding tears could no longer control his emotions.

A stream of hot tears uncontrollably gushed out of his eye sockets.

He shouted with a hoarse and choked voice:

"Marshal!"

"Principal Lin!"