In this Void Expanse, every living being witnessed the most bizarre sight.
From the edges of that heart extended veins upon veins, neatly linking the organs together. Where the brain matter writhed, dense nerves danced and tangled endlessly within the sphere of light as though they possessed intelligence, strands upon strands spreading across the void like spun sugar.
These threadlike nerves had already outlined the distinctive shell of a Panda.
Supported by the heart and nerves, bones began to emerge—tiny granules of bone that hopped like fleas. Following the patterns covered by the nerves, they gradually became thick, sturdy bones, propping up that massive shell.
Flesh writhed across the surface of the skeleton, swimming ceaselessly like roundworms before gradually stabilizing beneath the nourishment of the brass-colored light.
The crimson flesh looked particularly horrifying, but layers of delicate skin slowly took shape, like thin paper laid over the bright-red meat. At a glance, it looked exactly like a walking human.
Yet its pores were still wriggling. Fine hairs sprouted and grew like grass, gradually forming two distinct regions where black and white met.
The fur was incredibly thick, black as ink and white as paper. At the boundary where black and white intertwined shone an oily, translucent gleam. It was as though black was no longer black and white was no longer white, but two utterly opposing extremes.
The light on the fur continued to writhe, seemingly merging with the increasingly majestic soul.
The entire Panda had been completely restored, but what was even more terrifying was its soul. Amid the continuous explosions, the Panda's soul had grown a hundredfold compared to before. Such intensity had already reached the level of the Void Expanse's supreme powerhouses.
The powerful soul washed over every inch of its skin in wave after wave, seeping