No one answered Wang Wei, but he didn't care. The presence of that beautiful arm was reassuring enough. He had already conditioned his mind not to rely on his future self, so he did not expect this save. Regardless, he was glad it happened. Life was beautiful, and no matter how he had already planned to wait for his loved one to revive him, it was a good thing to be alive now.
Wu Hong's arm and Grand Dao fought in an unknown space-time for a few seconds before a conclusion occurred. First, the arm and Grand Dao's eyes disappeared from his Spiritual World. For a moment, Wang Wei thought this was the end of this event, but a sudden change forced him to think otherwise.
