Heart Source Demon Palace.
In the grand hall of the first floor, Fusheng—frozen into a crystal pillar—gave a lazy yawn. He then let out a long sigh and gazed through a window, watching the various scenes drift by in the purple mist outside.
This was the only thing he could do here.
CREAK.
Suddenly, the main gate creaked open, and a familiar figure slowly entered. Clad in white with a black sword, it was Lin Hui, who had just left the Human Realm.
"It's been a while, Fusheng." Lin Hui offered a small smile. As he stepped inside, the great doors swung shut behind him automatically.
He casually found a chair, pulled it over, and sat down.
"You look... somewhat different than before," Fusheng's Heart and Spirit emanated from the crystal pillar.
'He remembered this guy, Lin Hui, didn't have this body in the beginning.'
"That's all irrelevant. Speaking of which, Fusheng, have you ever seen a Calamity Fusionist before?"
