Chapter 1333: Resurrection

Chapter 1333: Resurrection

After Lin Nuo’s simple command of “Go back,” the previously elusive Demon Star vanished completely without a trace. Not a single response.

Gone—once again, it was pitch black.

“So, when I said ‘go back,’ was I implying you should return?”

Lin Nuo couldn’t help but scoff. He shouldn’t have held any expectations; maybe the Demon Star just came to tease him and then ran off after putting on a show.

Well, time to tread the path to the underworld, no need for all this unnecessary flair.

Before long, a cluster of ghostly flames appeared ahead, parting to create a path—it seemed like the final road for Lin Nuo. If he walked that way, his life would be truly over.

Let’s go, on the road.

With a soft sigh, Lin Nuo took a step onto the path formed by ghostly flames.

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Ru Yu Village, Summer Family Ancestral Home.

Today was the day of Lin Nuo’s burial, and everyone was heavy-hearted. Dressed in white mourning clothes, they could only watch helplessly as Lin Nuo’s body was placed into the coffin.

A few girls, along with Xia Hanmo, were in tears—after all, Lin Nuo was the most important person to them, and he was now gone, leaving nothing but endless sorrow.

Some even contemplated ending their own lives after this funeral, thinking they might meet Lin Nuo again on the road to the underworld.

After all, many of them had changed because of Lin Nuo; he was the meaning of their lives, and now, they had lost their direction.

“Madam, please stop crying, your health isn’t good, I’m really worried about you…”

Ruo’er tried to comfort Xia Hanmo, but she herself was crying buckets, her words getting choked by her tears, even worse than Xia Hanmo’s.

“Ruo’er, it’s fine. Don’t cry too. Nuo’er in the heavens wouldn’t want to see this. Ladies, you too…”

The more Xia Hanmo spoke, the more out of control her emotions became. She couldn’t bear to watch Lin Nuo being buried. He was so young and promising after all.

After all the hardships in the Lin family and Xuanyun Sect, he had finally achieved some success only to die at a young age.

Why did heaven treat my Nuo’er so cruelly? What did he do wrong?

Lin Nuo had expressed his wish to be buried on the back mountain of Ru Yu Village beside his grandmother, which Xia Hanmo shared as well.

They loved every blade of grass and every tree here; if he truly was to ascend, his body must rest in his homeland.

This was the only thing they could do for him now—complete his final wish.

Hopefully, he could see it.

“Senior Martial Brother, don’t…”

Su Kexin was in tears, unable to bear watching as Lin Nuo’s coffin was lifted step by step up the mountain—each step felt incredibly heavy, pressing down until she struggled to breathe.

Was it truly going to be like this…?

How she wished it were just a dream! Everything had been resolved—the Demon Realm, the Sacred Realm, the human world—they had endured together, and everything had been settled, finally free to be together without worries.

But what was the result? He was gone, despite their promises.

Senior Martial Brother, you liar…

Senior Martial Brother, come back! If you can come back, I’d do anything for you…

Yet, no matter how much she prayed within her heart, it couldn’t bring Lin Nuo back.

He was dead. Although she didn’t want to face it, it was indeed the truth: Lin Nuo was gone.

The most terrifying thing about death wasn’t the thought of one’s own demise, but the loss of someone vitally important.

It was simply too terrifying.

She had seen Lin Nuo die in her past life, but that felt like a mere illusion; despite the impact, it was quickly soothed by the real Lin Nuo. But now, the one who could comfort her was gone.

Wuwuwu…!

Today, the sky was dark and gloomy, weighing down on everyone until they could hardly breathe. If the next rain came, it would be suffocating.

“Madam Xia, is it time now?”

The villagers who were carrying the coffin paused, awaiting Xia Hanmo’s word; once she spoke, Lin Nuo would be laid to rest forever.

“Wait, wait a moment, just hold on a little longer.”

Xia Hanmo opened the coffin to look at Lin Nuo’s face one last time; once buried, she wouldn’t be able to see him again.

“Madam Xia, please accept our condolences.”

The villagers didn’t say much more—once a person was dead, they couldn’t come back, and no matter how much they wanted, Lin Nuo wasn’t returning.

Besides Xia Hanmo, the other girls came closer, sharing the same feelings, just wanting to see Lin Nuo one last time.

Lin Nuo’s body showed no signs of decay; he remained as handsome as ever, just without a soul.

“Let’s… let’s bury him…”

In the end, Xia Hanmo’s faint voice mixed with her sobs—she didn’t want to say those words, but still, she had to make the final decision.

He was going to rest; goodbye, Lin Nuo.

Finally, the coffin lid was put on, and they could no longer see Lin Nuo’s face.

Then, the sobs grew louder, the cries of women echoed through the back mountain of Ru Yu Village.

Buried in the ground; they would never see him again in this lifetime, and there would be no more of that man in their future.

The villagers gently lowered the coffin into the pit and began shoveling dirt, preparing to tuck Lin Nuo away for good.

And at that moment.

【Another darkness? When will I finish this long walk?】

Lin Nuo rolled his eyes in disbelief. What on earth was this? I reincarnate, but I just keep walking and walking with no end in sight.

Could it be that I can’t be reborn?

This is just bizarre.

Wait a minute, what’s that crying noise?

Feels somewhat familiar?

Hallucinations again? Just reminiscing about life? When will this end?

Why is it so stuffy? Is someone about to die here?

Oh, wait, I’m already dead, but it shouldn’t be this bad!

What’s making that noise? What’s ahead?

So hot! Am I trapped in something?

Lin Nuo felt like he was in a box, suffocating, and there were noises from above, pounding against the box.

This definitely wasn’t the treatment he had encountered before; things were escalating.

I think I still have some spiritual energy; let me try to open this box.

And at this moment, the villagers who were burying Lin Nuo sensed something was off—wasn’t that coffin moving?

“Why did we stop?” Xia Hanmo inquired.

“Madam, the coffin is moving!”

“Moving? How could… Is it an illusion?”

“No, it’s definitely moving! It seems like…”

Before the villager could finish, the coffin lid was pushed open.

Everyone was startled—what was going on? Was he coming back to life? Had he returned?

“Ah, I almost suffocated in there. This feels much better. Huh? So many people? Planning for a feast?”

Lin Nuo poked his head out, causing everyone to retreat in shock. No one could believe it—Lin Nuo was actually moving!

He had been pronounced dead by many physicians, including Liu Shuqin, all declaring he showed no signs of life.

Yet here he was…

“Nuo’er, is that… is that really you…? Weren’t you already…?” Xia Hanmo spoke with quivering words, filled with astonishment and excitement.

“Oh, it’s an illusion.”

Lin Nuo couldn’t quite believe this was real—surely it was just a final beautiful illusion.

“Let me just lie down. No, this isn’t comfortable, I’d better head home to rest. When the time comes, I’ll naturally be on my way.”

Lin Nuo muttered to himself, sending everyone into even more of a panic.