"Sorry, I've made everyone wait." Ling Han had already adorned a set of new robes. Through Rising From The Ashes, his injuries were naturally all gone, and he had recovered to a complete state.
Actually, he had no need to "die" just now, but had an inexplicable feeling that he had to shed his old shell.
Hence, he chose to execute Rising From The Ashes.
It was very different.
Ling Han only felt like his body was especially light. Great dao had become extremely clear to him, as if he himself was Dao, part of heaven and earth itself. If he had to attack anyone, he could just directly grab a streak of great dao and throw it over, slice it over, or slash it over, and nothing could not be destroyed.
As for defense, he could immerse himself in great dao, and no matter how powerful one's attacks were, he himself was great dao, so what could one do to him?