The arm below was gone, yet this garment remained perfectly intact.
And in that brief moment of contemplation,
a gurgling sound of flesh regenerating followed, and without even activating anything, the ghostly body had already automatically restored Xu Yuan's left arm.
He lifted it to have a look, clenched his hand into a fist, swung it a couple of times, and felt no hint of foreignness.
The body of the ghostly creature was indeed as terrifying as this.
With a calm gaze, as the blood-red Origin Qi around Xu Yuan spread out, several yard-long blood-colored spiral bone spurs instantly condensed. He looked towards the Barbarian King in the distance and smiled, saying,
"Yes, for strength, I've temporarily taken on a ghostly body."
Pausing for a moment, Xu Yuan continued with a soft chuckle,
"But don't be nervous, I should still be able to maintain human consciousness for a short time."
Those deep blue eyes in the darkness narrowed, and the Barbarian King spoke in a deep voice,
