Although anxious and burning with urgency, Chen Guanshui indeed had no way out.
Because all the trump cards he usually gathered, no matter how strong or numerous, ultimately required his body to be back under his control to be fully utilized.
Otherwise, it would be like water without a source, wood without roots, or a world-class soldier paralyzed on one side, a genius brain in shock; no matter how formidable, it would be to no avail.
Therefore, he could only anxiously digest the remaining spiritual power and merit in his meridians while indirectly probing Madam Jiang for outside news.
"So, how are things outside?" Chen Guanshui tentatively asked.
"What about?" Jiang the Witch feigned ignorance.
"It's just... wasn't I controlled by the will of the Heavenly Dao and ascended?" Chen Guanshui laughed freely, as if casually asking, "So, aren't they very worried about me?"
"Well..." Jiang the Witch pretended to ponder, while actually quickly thinking of an answer.
