Time flew by; seven days passed in the blink of an eye.
Over those seven days, Dragon Tree Monk's Peacock Dharma Form had not left the back mountain even once. Meanwhile, the Green Lamp Nether Coffin not far before him had undergone earth-shaking changes.
Seven days earlier, before the Heavenly Wolf Tribe youth had been placed inside the coffin, the Green Lamp Nether Coffin had looked eerie at first glance. Yet beneath that eerie air, it had indeed given off a sense of boundless might and inexhaustible divine power—a genuine treasure.
But over these seven days, the Heavenly Wolf Tribe youth had continuously absorbed the divine energy within the Green Lamp Nether Coffin. Thus, the once radiant nether coffin had turned ash-gray. Not only had its light faded, but mottled cracks now covered it like aged, rotten wood that had long borne more than it could bear.
Atop the Green Lamp Nether Coffin, the green lamp had also run dry. Its six petals had all withered and fallen away, no longer possessing any divine wonder.
The Peacock Dharma Form abruptly opened its eyes, awakening from cultivation. Looking toward the Green Lamp Nether Coffin, he burst into hearty laughter, filled with joy and excitement.
"Good, good, good! The great work is complete—the Peacock body, return to your rightful place!"
With that shout from the Peacock Dharma Form, the Green Lamp Nether Coffin suddenly exploded. A terrifying force blasted it into fragments, sending splinters flying everywhere. From within, a figure leaped out and landed before the Peacock Dharma Form in an instant.
The person who shot out was indeed the Heavenly Wolf Tribe youth. Yet his appearance and physique were vastly different from before.
All the flesh on his body had withered away. His once full, supple skin had become rough and