Qin Luoluo, beside them, gulped wildly as well. After Mu Bujun, it would probably be her turn.
In response, Sikong Jing, still cultivating, slightly opened his eyes and said calmly, "Just turning into monsters—what's there to fear? My body has changed too... Look."
With that, Sikong Jing suddenly shook off his upper garment.
The three then saw that the body of Sikong Jing, who had not transformed into a beast, was covered in the heads of ferocious beasts. They were not tattoos, but actual protrusions...
These heads resembled the Six-Horned Magic Beasts of the Nine Heavens, making one's heart tremble at the sight.
Thud thud thud thud thud...
Mu Bujun froze, staggering frantically backward in disbelief. Even Sikong Jing had changed.
"Huh..."
Suddenly, the God-Devouring Demoness, who had not spoken in a year, let out a soft sound of surprise. "That shouldn't be possible. Your realm cannot improve any further, which proves that you cannot absorb any spiritual energy of heaven and earth. So how could your body have changed?"
It seemed that the God-Devouring Demoness still checked in on Sikong Jing's condition from time to time.
Raising his eyes slightly, Sikong Jing replied with a light smile...
"Compared to all of you, I am still too weak. I am only a Seven-Tribulation Emperor Realm cultivator, so even the spiritual energy of heaven and earth can affect my skin."
"And since I cannot circulate my true qi to improve, I have no way to remove the changes on my skin."
His voice was calm, but no one knew that Sikong Jing was simply making it up on the spot.
In truth, over the past year, Sikong Jing had been trying to absorb tiny amounts of the surrounding energy, to see whether the Burial Emperor Rules would detect it. In other