The arm Shen Yun had cut off himself actually began to grow back, slowly, like a little sapling.
Had Yang Qing and the others not seen it with their own eyes, they would have thought something was wrong with their ears.
Yet Shen Yun simply gazed calmly at his newly grown arm without saying a word.
Before long, however, Yang Qing noticed that although this arm looked much like the original, it was far from nimble.
It was as though a piece of wood had been attached to Shen Yun's body.
Even so, the sight had utterly stunned Yang Qing and the others.
Legends spoke of immortal medicines beyond the seas that could revive the dead and grow flesh over bare bones, but they had clearly seen Shen Yun touch nothing resembling medicine.
In fact, they had not seen anything make physical contact with Shen Yun at all.
And yet his arm had simply grown back.
The sight was almost too horrifying to believe.
Seeing that Yang Qing and the others remained silent, Shen Yun chuckled to himself. "As one of the Eastern Splendor People, naturally, I possess treasures others can never obtain."
At this, a flicker of madness flashed through Shen Yun's eyes, as though he had become immersed in something that filled him with boundless excitement.
"If you obey my orders, all of you can gain this same ability."
Unless someone killed Shen Yun with a single stroke, he could recover on his own, no matter how severe his injuries.
The only reason he had delayed for so many days was that he felt the time had not yet come.
"A body that will neither die nor yield? That ability does have something of Eastern Splendor about it. But all we intend to do is gather the tokens,