To the Guardian, who had lived through the Dark Ages, the current times were, in fact, quite peaceful. The Guardian did not elaborate on the state of the outside world, which allowed Jiang Chen to breathe a slight sigh of relief; it suggested that, relatively speaking, the world remained stable.
"Senior, how can I be resurrected?" Jiang Chen asked, looking at the Guardian with eyes full of longing. He craved life again; he craved to walk out of this place alive.
The Guardian glanced at him, then flicked her wrist. Jiang Chen felt his soul drifting uncontrollably, slowly rising toward the physical body lying on the ground. At that moment, the Guardian manifested a mysterious seal with her hands. She began to chant, her hands moving in a complex blur as mystical symbols sank into Jiang Chen’s body.
Chapter 989