Inside the room, the instant Huang Tian perfected the Crane Form, a tingling numbness spread throughout his body.
"Crack, crack..."
An extremely faint grinding of bones rang out. A stream of heat spread from his spine through his whole body, reshaping his sinews and bones wherever it passed.
His back gradually straightened and lengthened, while the bones in his shoulders grew thinner and broader. His rib cage expanded to either side, and each breath became deeper and longer than before.
His fingers also grew increasingly long and powerful, as though they could easily pierce a wooden board.
His legs likewise gave off the sounds of bones colliding and growing, becoming longer and slimmer. Yet their muscles increased rather than diminished. Like a crane's, they were sleek and flowing, but brimming with explosive power and resilience!
"Kree!"
Another crane's cry rang out in his mind. Huang Tian seemed to see a white crane spreading its wings and soaring through the boundless sky, stirring the wind and clouds as hundreds upon thousands of miles flashed beneath it.
"Whoosh..."
At the same time, his blood and qi began to boil. His previously full, perfected blood and qi and internal force were compressed and refined, while his meridians grew tougher beneath their surging wash-
Only after a full hundred breaths did the transformation finally end. Huang Tian stood in the room and gently exhaled, his gaze as sharp as a crane's
eyes.
Sure enough, perfecting a form transforms the root bone. He could clearly feel that his previously mediocre body seemed to have shed a heavy burden. It had grown light, his blood and qi flowed more smoothly, and his internal force moved nimbly, obeying him as readily as fingers obeyed the hand.
*And my meridians have grown tougher too-let's try absorbing the primordial