Talent Mutation

Chen Lin was exhausted to the limit, but he dared not actually fall asleep. He thought things over while keeping an eye on the others.

There were so many medicine humans, each blessed with extraordinary talents. Perhaps one of them could retain their abilities and take action.

But none did.

He waited a long time, yet not a single one stirred.

Even the white woman beside him had closed her eyes and lay motionless, seemingly resigned to her fate.

Chen Lin himself had no solution either. Before, he had at least been able to use his talent ability. Now even that was gone, leaving him with only the Resurrection Scroll to pin his hopes on.

The ingredient he represented was his state of mind, so his soul should not be specifically targeted. Even if his soul had now become that of a mortal, his consciousness remained, which meant his soul had not been extinguished and he still had a chance at reincarnation.

But he had never used the Resurrection Scroll, so he could not be certain of its exact effects or rely on it completely. If there was any chance of surviving, he still had to fight for it. Until the very end, he must not give up.

Unable to obtain outside help, Chen Lin examined himself.

His body had become almost transparent, without the slightest impurity left.

He did not know how the skeletal old man refined pills—whether he refined the entire body along with everything else or merely extracted the ingredient each body represented. But from the look of things, this body was probably beyond saving.

Chen Lin moved his eyes, examining every inch of his body in an attempt to find the Thunder God Sword, but no matter how he looked, he could see no trace of