First, it covered him layer by layer like woven threads, thickening and taking shape. Then, the light gradually solidified, transitioning from a phantom to something tangible. New bones slowly grew beneath the golden radiance, followed by muscle and skin.
The Soul Master trembled as he raised his newly grown arm. Sunlight slipped through his fingers and fell upon his face, drenched in tears.
Among the Merfolk Clan, those whose scales had been torn apart by the aftershock of the Deep Sea Demonic Whale King's attack felt a warm heat seep from their wounds into their meridians the instant the reddish-gold light touched them.
The broken edges of their scales began to regrow. Fine patterns slowly spread across the surface of the new scales, settled into place, and finally merged perfectly with the old scales around them, as though they had never been injured.
Among the Demon Soul Great White Shark pack, those accidentally wounded by reefs or their own kind during their escape saw the dark blood scabs on their wounds dry, curl, and fall away under the reddish-gold light, revealing the pale pink sheen of fresh skin beneath.
Xiao Bai lowered her head and looked at the old wound on her tail fin, carved open by the sharp edge of a Deep Sea Demonic Whale Clan member's scales. It had never fully healed during the long years after Sea God Island's destruction, and every time she swam swiftly through the deep sea, it brought a persistent stabbing pain.
Now, that wound was slowly closing at a visible pace.
Ariel silently watched the changes unfolding below as reddish-gold light continuously poured from her palm.
She could feel her Divine Power being consumed at an extraordinarily steady rate, but that expenditure was no more than a drop in the ocean to