He absorbs the skeleton into his body, and with it comes intense pain. Originally molded by netherworld fire, the bones are gradually expelled from his body, only to fuse again with his deceased skeleton.
This is undoubtedly an extremely painful process.
When Baili An fully completes the fusion, his flesh almost feels no pain, his consciousness numbed to emptiness, he collapses face down.
The Immortal Tears embedded deep in his collarbone flicker with light.
Baili An's consciousness seems to instantly fall into a vast and cosmic space.
Amidst the black fog, with endless scarlet ground underfoot, in his haze, Baili An sees a familiar figure, resembling Ying Xiu but with a more mature face, dressed in the black and red sword robe of the Tianxi Sword Sect.
Thirteen massive swords stand slanted behind him in a completely broken manner, suspended in mid-air.
Looking at him, Baili An feels as if a mirror-inverted world suddenly appears before his eyes.
