Ye Kong raised a hand and touched the Kirin Arm. At once, he felt his blood begin to boil. Though the arm had been severed from his body hundreds of years ago and transplanted onto Ye Chen long since, he could still feel its powerful connection to his body.
The instant Ye Kong touched the Kirin Arm, Fang Chen saw it begin to twitch. Vast amounts of Blood Qi drifted out of it and flowed into Ye Kong's right arm.
Ye Kong immediately felt a mighty force surge into his body. It was so powerful that his Meridians felt ready to burst. His heart raced, and the blood in his veins turned scalding hot.
"Ah..."
Ye Kong could not hold back a roar. His face twisted into a grimace.
"What's happening?"
Fang Chen stared at the scene in surprise.
Saint Gu Yu watched Ye Kong and the Kirin Arm. "The Kirin Arm has a spirit of its own. It must have sensed Ye Kong's presence and wants to fuse with him!"
"It's fusing with him on its own?"
Fang Chen was startled.
Saint Gu Yu nodded slightly. "That's what it looks like!"
"Do we need to do anything for him first?" Fang Chen asked.
Saint Gu Yu shook his head. "No! We just need to keep our distance!"
"All right!"
Fang Chen nodded, then retreated with Saint Gu Yu and the others. From afar, they looked up at Ye Kong.
The Kirin Arm hovered before Ye Kong, radiating a fierce Red Light. More and more bloody mist seeped from it.
The mist drifted toward Ye Kong and sank into his body.
Fang Chen and the others felt Ye Kong's aura growing steadily stronger.
"Ah..."
Ye Kong's face contorted, and his body trembled without pause. He was plainly in agony, but