After everyone left, the gate of the Du family's ancestral temple was also covered up again.

"Shit..."

In the sarcophagus, Du Shaofu's body was raging with electric arcs, flashing with terrible majesty and light.

Above his body, the phantom of the green immortal grass was no longer affected by the power of lightning, but became more and more bright and crystal clear, delicate and radiant, releasing its brilliance.

The vast vitality is still poured into Du Shaofu's body in large areas.

As the thunder on Du Shaofu continued to gather, there were also rolling lightning flowing wildly inside his body.

The tiny lights intertwined and entangled with each other, condensed into a thick beam of thunder, which flew through Du Shaofu's meridians, washing his body over and over again.

Gradually, this recondensed body gradually became strong. After being tempered and baptized by the power of lightning, the muscles and bones became extremely tough.

When the thick thunder passed through Du Shaofu's body for 108 great circles, it finally lurked, and the light slowly disappeared and quietly lurked.

If Du Shaofu had consciousness at this time, he only needed a slight urge to burst out with an unparalleled terrifying power.

This is the reshaped Thunder Martial Arts!

As time went by, just the next day, all this gradually became quiet. In the Du family's ancestral temple, all the lightning and lightning in the sarcophagus disappeared, and they were all taken from Du Shaofu's body surface to the body.

Moreover, the phantom of the immortal grass finally dimmed and finally dissipated from the void.

The infinite vitality that emanates is also left with misty aftermath, but it also spreads rapidly between heaven and earth.

Only in Du Shaofu's mind, thunder was still flashing constantly, releasing a blazing light.

It can be said that Du Shaofu's physical body has reached his peak state now. As long as he wakes up, all his cultivation can be directly exerted as before.

But after all, his soul has not returned yet, and the one lying in the sarcophagus is just a body without consciousness.

Such a body cannot be used without the guidance of the soul. No matter how powerful it has, it cannot be used.

Other strong men in the Huang Kingdom were worried about this before.

However, Zhen Qingchun said it well, and their group of people were just worrying about it.

With the presence of the Lord of the Three Thousand Worlds and the Dragon God like the Lord, I believe there will be no mistakes in everything.

In fact, everything is exactly as they expected.

Because Du Shaofu's consciousness has always existed, but this way of existence is very special.

Du Tingxuan, Zhen Qingchun, Du Xiaoyao, Xiao Xingxing and others had no mistakes in their earlier feelings. Du Shaofu's soul had indeed disappeared.

When the origin of the law of combustion and the power of the soul and the force of the demon god, it is impossible to survive, including his consciousness.

But no one knows that in a special space, there is still a faint sense of consciousness that is reviving, awakening, and returning.

“Buzz buzz…”

In the strange space, this faint consciousness exudes extremely subtle fluctuations, which are countless times weaker than an ant reptile.

This consciousness has always been in a daze, and there is no concept of who he is, what he is, where he comes from, and where he goes.

"It" cannot sense its body and cannot know what kind of existence it is.

The only thing that can be felt in the little bit of consciousness is that it is constantly rotating.

"Swish..."

Suddenly a glimmer of light came and shone on this wisp of consciousness, but it seemed like a sunset, making "it" feel a stinging pain.

"It hurts so much, close your eyes!"

This thread of consciousness emits a little fluctuation, expressing the feeling you have at this moment.

It was after this pain that "it" subconsciously wanted to close its eyes, but found that it seemed that it had no eyes at all.

"What are the eyes?"

"It" gradually adapted to the illumination of the "strong light", and new questions arose.

Immediately afterwards, more questions emerged one by one.

"Why can't I move?"

"Where is my body?"

"What is the body?"

"What am I?"

“Where is this?”

"who I am?"

...

More and more questions gathered, and subtle fluctuations continued to occur on this faint wisp of consciousness.

"Ah... the head hurts so much..."

Under countless doubts, it seemed that this wisp of consciousness was about to explode.

With its small size, it is not enough to withstand this "infinitely huge" stream of consciousness. It may be shaken and disintegrate due to the increasing accumulation of doubts and disappear between the world.

Countless questions, endless confusion, boundless pain.

But when it could not bear it, a warm feeling suddenly flowed over, like a clear spring flowing into the heart, constantly nourishing this faint consciousness, making it grow slowly.

Immediately afterwards, a domineering figure walked out from the void space around it, standing next to this faint consciousness like a god between heaven and earth.

"It's time for my descendants of the Du family to wake up!"

The domineering man said softly, with indescribable majesty emitting between his eyebrows.

His majestic and tall body stood as if the entire space existed because of him.

"A descendant of the Du family? What are the descendants of the Du family?"

The faint consciousness was once again confused, but this time, because of the boundless warmth wrapped around "it", the "it" no longer felt unbearable because of this kind of thinking.

Instead, "it" gradually adapted to it and began to think about this "deep" problem.

As I continued to think, this consciousness slowly remembered many things.

"I am a descendant of the Du family!"

"Yes, I am Du Shaofu!"

"Didn't I die with the Demon God?"

"I'm still alive?"

“Where is this place?”

"Is it the Netherworld Reincarnation?"

...

Finally, "it" knew its identity and soon remembered everything.

He is Du Shaofu. In the great catastrophe of the Demon Cult, in order to stop the demon god from killing, he burned the origin of the law and the power of the soul, and fought with him.

In the end, he knew that the demon god had exhausted all his life, and he could only be wiped out in ashes, and it was absolutely unforgettable.

However, for the sake of his close relatives, loved ones, friends and people, he is willing to die!

But why did he appear in such a space at this time, and there are still people talking to him?

Thinking of this, Du Shaofu couldn't help but "look" forward.

There, a tall and tall middle-aged man stood quietly, like a majestic god.

His body was imprinted in nothingness, as if he was with heaven and earth.

Seeing such a figure, Du Shaofu couldn't help but "opened his mouth wide", and after a while, a wave of soul fluctuations were emitted: "Ancestor!"

That's right, that tall figure that is in harmony with heaven and earth is the ancestor of his Du family who once merged with the heavenly way of the world.

"You're finally awake!"

The ancestor took a step forward slightly, and on his angular face, his bright eyes looked at Du Shaofu, but there was a hint of lovingness hidden in his majesty.

"Du family descendants, please pay first..."

Seeing this, Du Shaofu was about to kneel down to the ground and salute his ancestors.

However, he suddenly realized that he had no body at all, only a consciousness remained.

"this……"

It was impossible to perform the rituals, and Du Shaofu himself was really stunned for a while.

I am still alive, but my body is gone.

Moreover, he could clearly feel that what he had now was not the state of the soul, but just a trace of the remaining soul.

If you count this way, it seems that it is not much different from death.

"Little guy, don't be polite. Your current condition is still a little bad. Come back as soon as possible. Many people are still waiting for you outside?"

A smile on the corner of the ancestor's mouth said kindly to Du Shaofu.

"Ancestor, aren't you dead? How could you..."
To be continued...