An Jing raised his hand and, with Spirit Qi, traced out the form of a dragon in mid-air, then he outlined the spine within the dragon's body, before erasing the exterior flesh and blood and skin, leaving only the shape of the True Dragon Spine.
An Jing furrowed his brows, "How is this...so much like a tree?"
"Instead of saying it's a dragon, it's more like a tree!"
Indeed, if one stripped away the other flesh and vessels, the appearance of the True Dragon Spine looked exactly like a tree.
The spine was like the trunk, with various nerves and blood vessels branching out like roots, permeating the chest, abdomen, limbs, and even the dragon spine and dragon head, which were like branches and leaves...
"Look!" An Jing turned the True Dragon Spine to another angle and stood it upright—it looked like a sturdy, towering tree!
"Hm?" Subdue Evil voiced his confusion, "What's so strange about this?"
