Mid-November, Heavenly Dragon Peak.
Inside a spacious warehouse at Base Two, the lights blazed brightly.
The Centipede Heavenly Dragon's enormous body lay lengthwise like a railway carriage in the open space at the center. Iron scaffolding surrounded it, with cables dangling like vines.
All these cables connected to instruments on the ceiling or the surrounding walls. Li Chen stood nearby, a hint of astonishment on his face, yet full of praise.
"The Creation Great Dao truly holds endless wonders."
What he saw was an enormous true demon that had already recovered its original appearance, with no trace of its old wounds visible from the outside.
It had a dark-red carapace, and its enormous serrated fangs protruded, gleaming with a metallic sheen beneath the lights. A full twenty-two pairs of pincered legs, sharp as sickles, rested at an angle against the floor, exuding a chilling menace.
Only a month had passed since the conquest of Sufang City and the killing of the Centipede Heavenly Dragon. During that month, it had healed itself almost every day at a speed visible to the naked eye.
The remains should have been dead and devoid of vitality. Yet after showing signs of life again that day and being immersed by Li Chen in spirit liquid and true water, their recovery had advanced by leaps and bounds. By now, they looked entirely lifelike.
Had he not consistently failed to detect the thought and awareness that genuine life ought to possess within its body, Li Chen would probably have believed it had truly returned from the dead.
Li Chen leafed through the Essential Arts of Immortal Zhi and found a reasonable explanation.
The cause indeed lay in the "zhi body" recorded in this text.
This constitution, also called the Immortal Zhi spirit body, was a peculiar state