Even Lin Yun's voice had manifested as soul waves. There was nothing about him that didn't look like undead creatures. His aura of death was even purer than that of normal undead creatures. He appeared as the purest undead creature.
Also, after he turned into a skeleton, his bones were unbelievably sturdy, just like a level-46 skeleton's. A lot of sparks would be raised when he rubbed his hands. The hard alchemical devices in the lab were squeezed into a bizarre shape easily by his narrow and long claws.
He had been transformed into the most perfect skeleton. He even had the feeling that he was what the most perfect skeleton should be like.
Looking at himself in the mirror and the soul fire that was burning inside the skull, Lin Yun extended his finger into his eye socket. When he touched his soul fire, he felt like he had touched his own soul. The soul fire was just soul power in a different form…
