Its sharp teeth scraped against the Bronze cage bars, striking sparks.
Xu Yunfan's pupils contracted. He could see clearly now that the dense rows of teeth were not bone, but countless microscopic Ginseng Roots that had hardened into crystalline prisms.
A faint green light suddenly bloomed from the three Ginseng Leaf-shaped birthmarks on the doll's brow. From the wounds pierced by the bronze spikes, a milky-white sap began to ooze out at a visible rate.
An indescribably strange fragrance grew stronger. Following the doll's action, the scent abruptly intensified threefold.
The joints in Xu Yunfan's fingers suddenly popped like crackling beans.
The strange fragrance that drilled into his nostrils became molten lava in his throat, spreading swiftly from his lungs into his flesh and blood.
The Pure Yang Inner Breath lying dormant in his flesh erupted like kindling doused in oil, surging madly through his muscles, skin, and membranes.
"HISS!!"
