The transformation of the old crane was met with an audience of onlookers.
Its species might no longer be called "crane," instead having become an entirely new species born from the fusion of the Vermilion Bird Divine Power.
But whether it was a conscious choice by the old crane to change, as it absorbed spirit Qi and grew, its form and appearance increasingly resembled that of a crane.
At most, the outer layer of feathers, which possessed the Vermilion Bird Divine Fire, took on a crimson hue, transforming from an immortal Qi-wreathed white crane into a red one.
It gained an aura of both formidable and exquisite beauty.
As it visibly grew, mysterious symbols, somewhat resembling the Vermilion Bird, kept flickering around it.
"What is that?" Song He asked curiously.
He sensed something similar to spatial fluctuations and inheritance within, which would have likely escaped to the outside world if not for the spatial lockdown in effect here.
