Those ribbonlike strands of radiance wound tightly around Han Shuo's entire body, yet he felt no sense of restraint.
Strand by strand, the radiance slowly seeped into Han Shuo's skin, bringing a cool sensation throughout his body, as though he had submerged himself in a refreshing pool.
Seeing Han Shuo accept the black fruit and become enveloped by it, Little Skeleton extended his snow-white palm. Several thumb-sized pieces of ore lay within it. Light gleamed in Little Skeleton's Purple Demon Eye, as though he were pondering something.
After a moment's pause, he pressed his palms together and vigorously rubbed the bones of his hands. A grating creak came from between his palms. Dense death energy suddenly surged from them, and the piercing creaking stopped abruptly.
Wisps of something resembling grayish-white fine sand slowly spilled from between Little Skeleton's clasped palms. He hurried over to Han Shuo and scattered the sandlike substance in his palms over Han Shuo's body.
As the fine sand slid down Han Shuo's body, it suddenly glittered like starlight, possessing an eerie beauty. Yet the moment it entered his body, it melted and vanished like water entering the sea, leaving no light visible.
A solemn, grave look actually appeared in Little Skeleton's Purple Demon Eye. He kept circling Han Shuo, who was wrapped in countless strands of the fruit's radiance, evenly sprinkling the sandlike specks of starlight from his palms into Han Shuo's body without missing a single corner.
At first, Han Shuo felt languidly comfortable, as refreshed as if he were soaking in cool water. His entire body relaxed to the point of drowsiness.
However, when Little Skeleton sprinkled the sandlike fragments of light over him, a fiery sting suddenly arose wherever they landed. The strands seemed to gain a life of their own and slowly