Outside the Thunder Prison, Ming Hao and the others finally stepped out of the sea of lightning that had struck them for half a month and saw daylight again.
They stood there, savoring the fresh air, as though even the air carried the fragrance of freedom.
Fatty Zhang drew great, uninhibited breaths, an intoxicated look on his face as he exclaimed:
"At last, we've seen daylight again! It felt like decades had passed!"
Still shaken, Xuan Chengzi agreed. "Exactly. I swear I'm never coming back to this damned place."
Just then, Lin Yong suddenly noticed that Ming Hao's hair had turned azure blue and asked in surprise:
"Say, Junior Brother Ming Hao, how did your hair turn azure blue?"
Lin Zihan also came closer out of curiosity, taking hold of Ming Hao's face and feeling it all over again as she muttered:
"Junior Brother Ming Hao, why do I feel like you've gotten softer and smoother, and even smaller?"
Everyone chimed in, full of curiosity about Ming Hao's changes, each of them like an inquisitive child.
Faced with their questions, Ming Hao explained without so much as a change in expression or a flutter of his heart:
"Uh, maybe it's because I got struck by lightning so much in the Thunder Prison and practiced some Thunder Arts along the way. Everything else is just your imagination!"
Inside, however, he muttered to himself, Of course there's a difference! This version of him is practically an incarnation of an external incarnation!
How could he possibly still be the same as before?
Ming Hao's original body never even left the Thunder Prison!
Who knows where he's hiding, living it up!
Although consciousness, thoughts, and soul could all be shared, and they could freely switch between one another, there were still clear differences