Yan Chihuo clearly sensed that these soul fragments had gathered together entirely due to the effects of those toxins. It was the toxins that wanted to converge, which in turn caused his soul fragments to gather together.
Yan Chihuo was both shocked and delighted, and suddenly thought, Could this be the Demon Immortal Fruit's effect at the Origin Core Stage? At the Body Tempering Stage, the Demon Immortal Fruit had granted him Spiritual Eye and Spiritual Ear. At the Qi Gathering Stage, it had made his flight speed far surpass those of the same rank. At the Dao Foundation Stage, it had given him an Undying Body. At the Tribulation Stage, it had given him Three Heads and Six Arms. Yet when he reached the Origin Core Stage, there had been no change whatsoever.
Su Yuwen stared blankly as the points of light slowly converged, taking the shape of a man. It was Yan Chihuo.
This Yan Chihuo was naturally his soul. He gave Su Yuwen a faint smile, then drifted into that pile of mangled flesh. Yan Chihuo did this only because, somewhere in the unseen, he felt that he should. As for why, he had no idea at all.
As Yan Chihuo's soul entered this "body," he immediately sensed an incomparably strange force surging out from his soul. At once, a black sphere roughly an inch across appeared.
Yan Chihuo recognized it immediately. It was the toxin formed by the Poison Dissolving Art. It hung in the air, wrapped in a protective barrier that seemed both real and unreal.
"Isn't this the dantian?" Yan Chihuo recognized it at once. Then layers of flesh surged up, and even his soul flew toward them of its own accord.
Layer upon layer of flesh poured forth, forming the five viscera and