Inside the Mount-Viewing Kiln, the flesh imbued with strange divinity gradually began turning into actual dust and earth.
It had lost its "divinity."
The flesh had lost its extraordinary qualities.
And so it became useless "soil."
Only then was the Ran Yi Fish truly dead.
An enormous amount of "divinity" entered Lin Feng's body.
Lin Feng's "intent" and "soul" both began to be compressed into it.
His "bronze body" took the place of the divinity within the Mount-Viewing Kiln. In other words, he was the Ran Yi Fish.
The lightning in the sky seemed to grow a little more "clamorous."
But no one paid it any attention.
The lightning patterns hidden on Lin Feng's body kept throwing off sparks.
They began to "resonate" with the lightning overhead.
This was a form of "communication."
Zhuanxu watched all this slowly, his indistinct figure high above.
This "communication" was between the "consciousness" within the lightning and Lin Feng. Zhuanxu had expected it. To him, this process was nothing special.
It was all within his expectations.
If Lin Feng could not even withstand this stage...
Then there would be no point in watching him face difficulties in the future—this was hardly anything. If Lin Feng could not pass even this trial, he would be even less capable of passing those to come. In that case, dying here now might well be a blessing.
Lin Feng did not disappoint Zhuanxu.
He was not possessed. Under these circumstances, his consciousness began to rise, drawing the Altar from the One-Eye Country and the Nightmare he had brought along to his side, where they gradually began to fuse.
This was the effect of Fuxi's hunting net. Watching everything from the depths of time, Zhuanxu knew it was all Fuxi's creation, and that creation gave him some inspiration.
His