Chapter 4886

“Ancestor! Ancestor, save me! You’re finally here!”

As soon as Wen Nanxing saw Wen Haotian, his eyes lit up, and he shouted loudly.

“Now that my ancestor is here, you’re all dead… just wait and see!”

“Hahaha…”

Wen Nanxing laughed maniacally, eager to return the humiliation he had just suffered—twice over.

“Shut up. I can’t save you.”

Wen Haotian replied calmly.

Wen Nanxing froze, his face filled with disbelief. “Ancestor, why?”

“Because I am not his match.”

Wen Haotian looked directly at Mr. Shi.

“You’re surprisingly self-aware,” Mr. Shi said with a faint smile.

“If I had a bit more time—once the great formation of heaven and earth fully awakens—perhaps the outcome would be different.”

“Unfortunately, now isn’t the right time. I can only keep waiting.”

As soon as Wen Haotian finished speaking, his figure slowly faded, and the bronze coffin vanished along with him.

Mr. Shi simply watched without making a move, letting Wen Haotian leave.

“Mr. Shi, why didn’t you chase him?”

Kai was puzzled as he watched Wen Haotian disappear.

“One shouldn’t pursue a desperate foe. Even if I did catch up, it would be meaningless. Now that the great formation is active, he can move freely.”

Mr. Shi shook his head as he spoke.

Wen Nanxing stared blankly at the spot where Wen Haotian vanished. With that, his will was completely broken—his spirit utterly crushed.

Even when Kai retrieved the storage bag from him, Wen Nanxing remained motionless.

With his spirit dead, he was no different from a pile of ashes.

Kai couldn’t help grinning ear to ear as he examined Wen Nanxing’s storage bag—it was a huge windfall!

“Mr. Shi, can you heal this senior, Musha?”

Kai pointed to the seriously wounded and fading Musha.

Mr. Shi didn’t reply. He simply waved his palm gently, and Musha suddenly felt a surge of strength fill his body—he sprang up with energy restored!

Seeing that his body had fully recovered, Musha became overwhelmed with emotion and immediately knelt before Mr. Shi.

“Please, senior, save my wife!”

As he spoke, Musha took out his wife’s preserved body.

Because it had been well protected, her appearance remained lifelike, with no signs of decay at all.

“Mr. Shi, Senior Musha’s wife has been dead for a thousand years. Do you think it’s still possible to save her?”

Kai asked, looking at Mr. Shi.

Mr. Shi examined the body, frowning slightly. “She’s been dead for a thousand years—there’s a good chance she’s already reincarnated.”

“I can only try. If her soul hasn’t reincarnated, I can summon it back from the underworld.”

As he finished speaking, Mr. Shi waved his palm over the body. Instantly, the world trembled, and a strange portal opened before them!

From within the passage came eerie, shrill cries—like wails from the depths of hell.

Everyone was frozen in shock. They had never witnessed such a gateway, nor heard such bone-chilling sounds!

Those voices were the real cries of hell.

Soon, a soul slowly emerged from the passage. When Musha saw the spirit, he was so overcome with emotion he couldn’t speak.

It was his wife—her soul had returned!

Within just a few breaths, the woman who had been dead for a thousand years slowly opened her eyes.

“Wife… wife…”

Musha rushed forward and hugged her tightly.

“Husband… where are we?”

To Musha’s wife, those thousand years had passed like a moment’s sleep.

Musha was so overwhelmed he couldn’t even reply.

“No reincarnation for a thousand years… they must be true soulmates.”

Mr. Shi looked at the couple with a rare flicker of envy in his eyes.

Kai noticed the emotion in Mr. Shi’s gaze and curiously asked, “Mr. Shi, do you… have a wife?”

Mr. Shi glared at him. “How can a cultivator be bound by emotions? That’s called a dual cultivation partner—a relationship built for boosting cultivation, nothing more!”

“You brat—always caught up in feelings and wasting your energy on women. No wonder your cultivation is so slow!”