The two returned to the void of the elemental fire dimension, and Bodhi, who came back with Wang Chao, transformed into a strand of black hair and returned to Sun Shisheng's head.
"That really is a peculiar technique," Wang Chao blinked, "Is it cell differentiation into individual entities? But there shouldn't be any active cells in hair, right?"
"Transformative splitting doesn't necessarily need cells," Sun Shisheng said with a slight smile, "My hair is akin to a magical weapon, each strand capable of changing, ever-transforming, and moving as I wish."
"If you want to learn, I can teach you."
Wang Chao repeatedly waved his hands, "Let's forget it. Greed does not chew what binds it. I have enough abilities now. What I need is to consolidate, not continue adding various other abilities."
"To gather heavenly and human intentions into my fist is my path."
Sun Shisheng was reassured.
