His severed arm rapidly regenerated.
However, this all came at a price.
Wisps of dense, deathly energy swirled around him like black smoke.
Wang Zhiyuan's face had also transformed.
The left side of his face retained its human contours—fair skin and well-defined features, as if he were still that same handsome young man.
But the right side had completely transformed into that of a Black Dragon. Jet-black scales, like cold armor, spread from his cheek to the corner of his eye, and his pupil contracted into a vertical slit that glinted with a vicious golden light.
The bridge of his nose bulged into a draconic snout, and his lips curled back slightly to reveal sharp fangs.
His body was similarly split into two starkly different forms: the left half remained a human torso.
