Only the head was missing.
Zhang Yuan watched silently.
As its flesh and vitality revived, the Headless Giant's aura and conceptual image rose as well, swiftly climbing from those of a dead thing to the late Celestial Person stage.
The late Celestial Person stage-if the head were added, wouldn't it reach Celestial Person perfection in one leap?
To produce a fighter at Celestial Person perfection so easily... the "First God" behind the First God Cult really was no simple figure.
"When my lord revives, the upheaval will shake ten thousand miles. Your cultivation is low, so retreat for now, lest you be caught in it."
The First God Cult Master paused briefly to warn Zhang Yuan and the others, then formed hand seals again, calling to the head stored on an island in the South Sea of the Dust-Dyed Realm.
Zhang Yuan agreed and promptly left with his attendants, Tan Chengcheng and Tan Yaozheng, planning to watch the show from a distance.
Yu Lian frowned, then followed at Deputy Cult Master Zheng's silent signal.
Answering the First God Cult Master's call, the head tore free of the island and became a terrifying streak of light, breaking through the restrictions of the heavenly laws to arrive in the sky outside Heaven-Reaching City.
As though possessed of intelligence, the head instantly locked onto the Headless Giant and settled precisely onto his neck, fitting without the slightest gap.
With the head back in place, the giant seemed to have found his anchor, and his flesh began to grow wildly.
Perhaps because different materials had been used in his creation, this giant looked different from the Daoist-robed figure on the Eastern Continent. Dragon scales grew over his body, crimson hair sprouted, and he towered a thousand zhang tall. Together with the fierce brows and