As flesh flew everywhere, Wei Wei narrowed her eyes.
She had grown accustomed to bloody scenes through countless experiments and felt no panic whatsoever.
At that moment, she sensed a familiar power descending not far ahead.
She was no stranger to that power.
Ever since she had formed a spiritual connection with Feng Qi from the Main Timeline, she had often sensed the aura of that power.
Yet she still could not determine whether Feng Qi had truly succeeded, or whether he had failed immediately after succeeding.
Filled with anticipation, she watched as the blood mist spread and faded, revealing a bone man whose skeleton was branded with crimson and purple patterns.
A crystalline layer covered the surface of its bones, making it look exceptionally savage.
Standing there, it resembled a demon that had crawled out of hell, its entire body brimming with the aura of death.
Wei Wei had only seen such an aura on domain creatures that had slaughtered countless lives. Compared to them, Feng Qi in Bone Man Form was even more terrifying.
At that moment, Feng Qi felt lucky.
He had truly been only one step away from death just now.
If he had not fused the faint glow of his spiritual medium into the Source Pearl at the critical moment, he would have died on the spot.
Fortunately, he had succeeded.
But after completing the fusion, he also discovered many potential problems.
First, his control over the abilities granted by the Source Pearl was far from effortless.
On the Main Timeline, whenever he controlled his source talent abilities and switched forms, there was never any awkwardness. It was as natural as breathing.
But the situation was different now.
The borrowed talent abilities always felt somewhat clumsy to use.
Feng Qi did not care much about