Lightning flickered, and the yellow mist gradually dispersed.
Chen Cuo's enormous body slowly contracted to its original size.
Bright Yellow Complex Glyphs now marked his once-smooth forehead. They resembled ancient writing, symmetrical on either side of his Vertical Eye, and gave off a mysterious air.
Chen Cuo touched his forehead and sensed something. For now, though, he focused his mind on restoring his body.
As it shrank, his flesh and bones creaked incessantly, as though they were being forcibly compressed!
Crack!
The ground split beneath his feet, and both feet sank into it.
This Incarnation has changed considerably after taking in Divine Breath!
He examined himself closely. Subtle changes had appeared throughout the Incarnation's flesh and bones, especially in the bones, where countless fine lines intertwined and spread, radiating a profound rhythm.
This Incarnation isn't my true body, but I began shaping it twenty years ago. I tempered, refined, and assimilated it, using Turning the Illusory into the Real, from the outside in. Only after flesh and blood grew could it bear the Divine Abilities of my true body. My consciousness descended into it and merged with it until it was almost indistinguishable from my true body! My will controls it down to the smallest detail; my thoughts can permeate body and mind, seep into Nature and Life, and detect any change. Yet in one moment of distraction, this blank Divine Breath poured into it!
Feeling the rich, vast power filling every limb and bone, Chen Cuo slowly steadied his mind.
The power flowing through him was both strange and familiar.
It was strange because he had not tempered it bit by bit. Unlike the Divine Abilities and Magic Power he had built step by step from the Spirit Light in his heart and the Three Flowers and Five Qi,