When Shi Lan regained consciousness, her Primordial Spirit had returned to her body, filling her with a long-lost sense of security.
All around her stretched a cold, silent starry sky. Brilliant starlight came from the distant universe, carrying not the slightest warmth.
The laws beneath the starry sky exerted a powerful suppressive force. The Qiong Luo Realm remained sealed, and she still couldn't contact Samsara. Realizing this, Shi Lan fell silent. There was only one explanation for her situation: she was still in the Divine Martial Otherworld.
The next instant, Shi Lan suddenly sensed that something about her had changed. While her Primordial Spirit had been outside her body, it seemed her physical form had undergone some kind of refinement by a mysterious power, growing immensely stronger. The qi and blood surging within her had increased more than tenfold, and even her bones shimmered with golden divine patterns.
A strange power was mixed into her blood, like the divine blood condensed by an incense-offering main god, brimming with potent Dao resonance.
The bloodline of an incense-offering deity was unlike that of ordinary living beings; it could turn decay into wonder. Its benefits to the physical body were incalculable.
Within her sea of consciousness, a pale golden arm bone hung suspended overhead. Shi Lan still remembered this bone. It had once appeared inside Yaopo's right arm, though she had no idea why it was now in her sea of consciousness.
As she examined the pale golden arm bone, Shi Lan's gaze suddenly stopped. On its flawless surface was a tiny scratch, almost imperceptible, with a trace of Martial Intent still lingering upon it.
For a moment, ripples stirred in Shi Lan's memories. She could no longer tell whether the world she had just experienced had been a projection or something that