The last faint golden thread chose to trust Liu Zhi after all.
When it fell into Liu Zhi's hands, he sensed the other party's intentions.
It was clear that anyone who reached a certain level wasn't a fool.
Although this was the soul of a god, it was only one ten-thousandth of the whole. Even if Liu Zhi took control of this fragment, it wouldn't affect the god's true soul.
Instead, after Liu Zhi left this world, the god's true soul would gradually merge into this body. It might take more than a hundred years of effort before he could be successfully revived.
But for a mythical being, being able to come back to life in just over a hundred years was a pretty good deal.
So, for that mythical being, entrusting the matter to an expert wasn't a difficult choice.
Liu Zhi didn't disappoint him. As soon as the golden thread fell into his hands, he stitched it onto the Naga's body as if sewing a wound closed.
Once the thread was sewn in, the male Naga's body began to change. His skin turned a faint gold, and his upper body looked like that of a strong, middle-aged man, with muscles covering him from head to toe.
His lower body was a serpentine tail. But it was clear that beneath the golden scales, the tail had become elementalized. It was made of seawater, and as long as he was in the water, this body would possess boundless strength.
That was because Liu Zhi had set in this body's eye sockets the pair of eyes from the true Naga royal family that Videnina had held.
Once the body stood upright, it had a second pair of eyes above its own.
Those eyes blended into his hair, making them look like