The entire person seemed to have escaped into an empty, unreal dream, with only the chest churning like the initial separation of chaos.
Suppressing all that, his gaze scanned inside and outside the body.
Everything appeared dreamy and illusory.
Suddenly!
A silver-white beam of light rose from the illusion, precisely the refined, sparkling star veins.
After one appeared, the second and third followed...
Countless silver-white trails sequentially lit up from the illusion, with most of them solidifying into Qi Blood, dazzling like rubies.
Upon overall observation, it was like constellations arranged orderly, crisscrossing and constructing a well-organized web of light within his body.
At this moment, Meng Chuan looked up with divine contemplation.
Each end of the star veins seemed to grow invisible tactile claws, one end marking the mountain-rivers within, the other connecting to the sky, linking to the web-like star trajectories.
What's going on here?
