If it were anywhere else, like those nine dragon heads, Ning Fan would resist even if it meant risking his soul being scattered.
It seemed like only a blink of an eye had passed.
The newly formed body, which had always kept its eyes tightly closed, suddenly opened them, the eyes flashing with a colorful Flowing Light before returning to calm.
"Is this the new body?"
Ning Fan, who had returned to his new body, did not feel anything unusual.
Instead, there was an indescribable harmony between his soul body and physical body.
If the original soul and body had a compatibility of 100%, it was now 200%.
Ning Fan felt a sense of indescribable comfort, as if he had been reborn.
"It seems there's not much difference."
Ning Fan touched the skin on his arm, finding it glossy and elastic.
As he pressed on his arm, he could feel the firmness of his muscles.
"Very good."
Ning Fan breathed a sigh of relief, the new body was still a flesh and blood form, not some cold machine.
