"Little White played a crucial intermediary role here. By fusing with Ksitigarbha King's arm, it would create a partial connection between the soul within and my physical body. Next, establish the connection between the flesh and blood in my arm."
"2!"
As Jia Xin's telepathic message ended, Little White needed a brief transition period to complete the fusion. As Zhang Chen counted, he directly severed Jia Xin's utterly ruined left arm perfectly at the shoulder joint with a hand chop.
Once Little White's mark had fully formed, he attached Ksitigarbha King's arm to the severed end of Jia Xin's left arm, using the power of flesh and blood to connect the arm to Jia Xin's shoulder. Of course, this was only the most superficial connection. Before the souls were linked, everything he did was merely surface work.
At this moment, because Zhang Chen was in the basement rather than directly beneath the wooden cabin, a small vortex slowly formed in the sky above the human world's surface, passing through the rock layers and spanning ten thousand meters of deep sea. It appeared amid the gray-black chaotic aura blanketing the sky and gradually showed signs of expanding.
"Zhang Chen, there are five seconds left. I'll leave them all to you to establish the soul connection. I know this is difficult. Just give it everything you have. Don't worry about my condition. Analyze the entire process yourself. I won't offer any thoughts to interfere with your actions."
"Phew..." White-haired Zhang Chen took a deep breath and shut Jia Xin's words out.
"3!" Zhang Chen knew clearly what each of the next steps required. During the third second, he needed to locate the remnant soul inside Ksitigarbha King's left arm. After all, so many years had passed. Having lost its main body, the