The flesh-and-blood body seemed to have weathered the passage of countless years. Though it was clearly still alive, it was being rapidly broken down and rotting away like a corpse.
Yang An froze slightly. He watched his hands and body crumble apart as if weathered by the elements. Several patches of decay appeared across him at once and rapidly spread.
In less than the blink of an eye, more than half his body had decayed.
His skin and flesh corroded and aged before breaking down into ash-like matter, exposing the bones beneath. Even those bones began to calcify.
The organs inside his body suddenly spilled from the ruptured openings. Yang An even saw the Moon Talisman hidden within his chest cavity. His expression changed at once, and he swiftly retreated.
He had still been wondering why his body had suddenly begun to decay, but then he saw the Moon Talisman containing Gong Niang exposed. That would not do.
Yet at the same time he saw the Moon Talisman, he also saw a somewhat illusory arm.
A slender jade hand, glimpsed only in passing.
Once he retreated to the campfire, the decay immediately vanished, and his flesh rapidly recovered.
That hand was still gripping his heart tightly. He did not know where it had come from, but its fingers had already sunk deeply into his heart.
In but an instant, Yang An's body had returned to normal, and he came back to his senses.
The decay had spread even faster than his immortality could restore him. What was that? The power of rules?
Simply stepping into a place by accident had brought such grave consequences. This deep world called Lower Kou seemed fraught with danger at every step.
But he could not remain here forever. Time was limited as well.
After