Inside the labyrinth, Li Chen's True Body stripped naked and lay faceup on a metal table.
A floating platform drifted over from each of the four directions. Flexible mechanical arms like octopus tentacles hung down, each guiding flying needles threaded with fine filaments into his apertures. A faint spiritual glow immediately began to ripple over them.
A fifth floating platform approached. Two humanoid arms held clamps, shears, and sharp blades, slicing open his chest and abdomen as cleanly and briskly as stripping off clothes.
Under the meticulous control of Li Chen's will, a spacious, bloodless surgical field emerged. The arteries of a strong heart beating slowly and steadily were severed, and the heart was removed on the spot.
Unlike a mortal, who would die without a heart, this heart remained connected like a severed lotus root still joined by its fibers. Threads resembling silver filaments extended from its blood vessels, preserving every connection.
The spirit blood within Li Chen also seemed able to float in midair, continually spilling from his blood vessels before magnetic force drew it into suspended channels that defied common sense.
The heart continued to beat vigorously, supplying blood and vital energy to his entire body as usual.
The blades moved to his lungs, removing them with the same near-perfect anatomical precision.
Without the force that compressed them, the lungs seemed somewhat uncomfortable. Yet respiration within Li Chen's body seemed unrelated to them. All his flesh appeared capable of drawing the necessary spiritual essence and nutrients directly from magic power, sustaining his vigorous vitality.
They floated quietly above him, as though they understood that their mission was to wait.
Next came the liver, spleen, kidneys, stomach, large intestine, small intestine, triple burner, bladder, gallbladder...
Amid a dizzying series of maneuvers, Li Chen actually cut open his own