At that, Jiang Mian looked a little surprised.
After losing its body, the core had stored [Sea of Misfortune]'s spirit—or soul, if you preferred. Its power would only dwindle with every use.
But "transformation"...
According to it, this was different from an ordinary advancement. The cost might be unprecedentedly high; even all the Third-tier cores in her possession might not be enough.
Though puzzled, she didn't hesitate for long.
If she was going to undergo this so-called "transformation," this platform wasn't the right place.
Jiang Mian looked down at the churning seawater. It seemed dangerous, but to her, it felt like going home.
A thought stirred in her mind. She gripped [Sea of Misfortune]'s core, and an unusual link formed instantly.
Jiang Mian felt her core tremble slightly as waves of heat flowed through her body, as if the advancement process had been fast-forwarded.
If she had a progress bar over her head, she would have seen it racing upward.
The price, however, was a precipitous drop in her "satiety."
Her once-full core was also expending its power at a speed she'd never experienced before.
Jiang Mian turned around and leaped into the pitch-black sea without hesitation.
Her clone followed close behind, but drew in all the "parts" on its body to keep them from vanishing suddenly and getting lost.
In the water, Jiang Mian had already wrapped a layer of "wind" around herself, sealing her off from the surrounding environment like an eggshell.
Scales began to appear on her exposed skin. They had once only covered her wrists, but now spread across them and crept over her entire forearms.
Her hands changed as well. Her nails grew exceptionally sharp, like the claws of some beast.
Jiang Mian was conscious and felt she could suppress the changes, but that would