Mr. Ke leaped to the ground. He reveled in the immense power of his new body; the long-lost sensation of strength felt perfectly natural.
He had always refused to simply die of old age in a wheelchair. He had been waiting for this day, and he was more than prepared.
"Mr. Ke…"
The eyes of Chen Suifeng and the other experts from the Blue Star Party turned red. They could all see that the flames engulfing Mr. Ke were Soul Fire—a fire that burned the soul itself.
Mr. Ke's body had long been ruined, but his soul remained intact. He was using his soul and the last vestiges of his life force as fuel to forcibly return to his peak.
It was like the final flare of a dying candle. When the flames were extinguished, Mr. Ke would truly die, and his body and soul would both dissipate into nothingness.
"All of you, stand back," Mr. Ke said, his voice startlingly young and brimming with vigor.
