A powerful force instantly freed Mu Gaoqi from the shackles of slavery. One by one, the seals within his consciousness were turned to nothing. Moments later, Mu Gaoqi placed both hands on his temples and groaned in agony.

Jiang Chen knew that the unsealing process was incredibly agonizing. It was a great burden on one’s consciousness. Fortunately, his technique was flawless. The process could’ve left permanent damage if it’d been some other person with worse techniques. He’d been incredibly meticulous, so there was no need to worry about such things.

The pain didn’t last for long. Within fifteen minutes, Mu Gaoqi’s mind and thoughts began to stabilize. His memories were slowly coming back to him, including the repression he felt during his time as a slave. He groaned softly as he opened his eye. He immediately was greeted with an unfamiliar environment and a stranger staring at him with a faint smile on his face. He looked towards the side and noticed his master, Elder Yun Nie, lying right beside him. He’d become so old that he almost seemed like a walking corpse.

“What’s going on?...