After the golden-armored cultivators had left, Zeke took a deep breath, feeling a heavy weight settle in his chest. Emotions churned within him, and his expression turned somber.
“Those guys lacked vital energy,” he mused, his voice low. “They must have been practitioners from ancient times who had fallen, only to be revived now. But where could they have obtained such a potent Power of Restoration? And besides, I sensed that some of them had an incredibly abundant vital energy. They didn't seem like ancient beings who had just been revived but rather cultivators from my era.”
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