It was as if they turned the soul into a Melting Furnace, using their own body as material, modifying and adding or subtracting at will, yet it all seemed natural and seamless.
In the end, as Mercury flowed, the iron glow gradually faded, replaced by a texture that felt almost like flesh, without any abnormal aura.
It was like a monster putting on a mask, hiding again among the masses.
Even though the differences were almost indistinguishable, it made it even more eerie.
"How is it?"
Ji Jue raised his steel hand, gently clenching his fist, feeling the sparks and sensations from the friction at his fingertips.
"Truly worthy of Fluid Alchemy, a technique of endless change, an absolute note of Purification."
Bao Dacai's eyes shimmered with a trace of light as he sighed lightly, "Thank you for the enlightenment, even someone as dull as me has improved a lot."
Ji Jue smiled, generously, "Just trifles, consider it the remuneration for borrowing the tools."
