A glimmer of light, like the afterglow of the sun, suddenly shimmered on Ethan Smith's body.
Ethan closed his eyes slightly, feeling the warmth coursing through his body.
At that moment, the number on his forehead slowly faded away.
A smooth forehead emerged.
His cascading black hair fell over his shoulders, and under the golden light, he looked like a divine deity.
Ethan stood up from the ground, took a deep breath, and whispered, "Finally, the Twilight Qi has disappeared."
As he spoke, Ethan closed his eyes slightly, feeling the long-lost spiritual power within him.
A strand of spiritual power slowly circulated inside his body.
"Finally, finally..." For a moment, Ethan couldn't help but choke up with emotion, tears welled in his eyes, and he involuntarily knelt on the ground, tears streaming down his cheeks.
This was the feeling of having spiritual power. The surrounding qi made Ethan feel refreshed in both body and mind.
"Huh?"
