Harson had turned into a pulp of broken bones and smashed flesh. However, something was changing subtly in that bloody mess.
If Shi Yan hadn't cultivated Death and Life power Upanishad and if he hadn't reached Third Sky of Ethereal God Realm, he wouldn't have been able to see that tiny but magical change.
It seemed like a celestial hand was carefully and dedicatedly snatching the roles of Nature to help Harson modify and build up each of his fiber muscles. It was making him even more perfect!
Unbelievable!
The soul threads that had nailed Harson's soul altar were still pulling. However, they were bewitched by an unknown force. Thus, Audrey didn't recognize anything strange.
The net woven by the soul threads to squeeze off Harson's soul altar had become ineffective.
