At the center of the platform, a muffled but powerful sound came from within his body. It was as if a sacred drum was beating. The spiritual light and fog rolled back and entered his body. The golden light in his chest became brighter and brighter, and the life force quickly gathered.
Vaguely, his broken body seemed to be emitting a faint heat.
Within the golden light, a new figure gradually appeared.
This sudden change caused everyone to be dumbstruck and unable to shift their gazes away.
"Is this the Nine Transformations of the Spirit Silkworm?" Huai Mei inhaled a breath of cold air. Even though she had seen a lot, she was still rendered speechless by this scene.