The three-thousand strands of mist flew into Ji Hao's body and shook his soul intensely. His embryo of Dao began falling apart silently, turning into thin wisps of mist that merged into his body.
Within a second, his soul and physical body had merged perfectly.
Streams of Chaos power were generated from every corner of his body, strong and never-ending. Ji Hao never felt so refreshed and clear-minded. He felt that only at this moment his body truly belonged to him, as if he was freed from a heavy chain and woken up from a nightmare.
The Pan Gu bell collapsed, transformed into a strong stream of Chaos power, and flew into Ji Hao's body.
The bell was a supreme treasure forged from Buzhou Mountain, which was Pan Gu's spine. After merging with the bell, Ji Hao felt strong heat flows surging inside his body, and a strong power boiled and roared inside him. The power was too strong, that he couldn't control it yet.