Chapter 880: Reshaping the Flesh

Surrounded by collapsed ruins.

And in the ruins, there are shiny red and gold 'gems'.

Wan Bao did not covet these gems.

Even if he could deeply feel his thirst for these gems, and the desire that seeped out of his soul.

Following the road that was vaguely visible, but half buried by the ruins, Wan Bao tried to go deeper.

At the same time, he restrained his thirst for the gems around him.

He didn't know what he was resisting.

It's just instinctive, making such a choice.

As if... He has better possibilities.

The deeper you go, the hotter the air becomes.

This scorching heat even penetrates directly into the depths of the soul.

This caused great pressure on Wan Bao, who was a pure soul body.

The fiery pressure kept coming at him, and the further he went, the more so.

It was as if something was resisting him moving forward.

Finally, Wanbao paused for a moment.

He began to recall the 'Pure Heart Mantra' that Master had taught.

A touch of coolness rose from the depths of the soul, although it could not completely eliminate the irresistible pressure on the soul, but at least it made Wanbao have the ability to act again.

Struggling to get up, Wan Bao continued to walk forward.

Just keep walking.

Wanbao didn't know how long he had been gone.

The concepts of time and space seemed to him to be blurred.

In a trance, he seemed to see some blurry pictures.

In the picture, seven glowing figures are chasing a red-gold phantom.

A total of eight shadows, intertwined, shook the heavens and the earth, and shattered the sky.

It was as if there was nothing that could not be shattered wherever they passed.

The golden-red flame phantom, surrounded by seven lights and shadows, seemed to be everyone who wanted to conquer him, but everyone seemed to be afraid of him.

Don't dare to really get close.

Wan Bao suddenly felt the pressure on him from the flame phantom... It was very similar to the pressure that made his soul unable to breathe before.

Who is the shadow in that firelight?

What exactly?

Who are those seven figures?

In the blurred vision, between light and shadow, the battle has reached the most intense point.

Suddenly, everything in sight was covered in magma and a sea of fire.

This sea of fire, along with Wanbao, was all swept in.

Scald!

It's hot!

Wan Bao has almost forgotten that he does not have a real body.

He felt like he was about to be roasted.

In the blur, there is a dark force, constantly maintaining the strength of his soul.

No matter how many times it has been crushed by searing pressure.

Wanbao's soul will always be restored in the next second.

Shattered! Reassembled!

Shattered! Reassembled!

And so on for a long time.

Wan Bao's soul body became crystal clear.

What's even more amazing is that from his soul, some strange substances have overflowed, covering his soul body.

These substances are more like cells that were not formed in the first place.

A special kind of ... Nothing, existing in the cells of the soul.

A special flame pierced into Wan Bao's soul.

More material seeped out of his soul.

Soon, the transparent and crystalline bones overlapped on Wan Bao's soul body.

And then it turned out to be the meridians and flesh and blood.

Everything is transparent and seems unreal.

But if at this moment, someone really touches it with their hands.

It was a touch that was no different from the real body.

A golden-red flame graphic was tattooed on Wan Bao's chest like a tattoo, and the infinite power of flame around him merged into his body through that crest.

A rapid influx of new meridians.

The flames compressed into magma, which flowed through his body like blood.

The endless power of the fire elemental is gathering even more violently towards Wanbao.

Then, with the circulation of 'blood', it begins to form a special bone marrow, as well as the supernatural internal organs,

The body is becoming whole.

What is this substance that spreads from the depths of the soul?

Wanbao itself does not know.

If Lin Xi is here, he must recognize it!

That's the hidden 'life'.

It is derived from the quality of 'Da Luo'.

Lin Xi is not the only one who cheats!

There is no one who plays chess who does not want to cheat.

Can there be a true gentleman who plays chess?

Who can play chess with a true gentleman?

Still playing this kind of chess with the universe as a chessboard and the common people as a chess piece?

Of course... These belong to the quality of Da Luo, and there are not many.

But it is a source, a seedling.

The time has come.

These qualities will spontaneously gather all the power that can be used.

And then... Touch!

Activation!

Let the dead be in a new way... Return!

In other words, Wan Bao is recovering his physical body, and is a special body... Unique flesh.

The fire... It once belonged to a powerful and extraordinary deity.

That was the core essence of that deity.

Now it has been deprived by Wanbao by 'mistake'.

The god... He was dead, and now, he's dead.

What survived was the newborn Wanbao.

He will have a body of fire that can be proud even in the age of the flood.

The five senses are gradually recovering.

Then there are the meridians, the abilities, the internal breath, and the limbs.

These are painful and convulsing.

But the lost Wanbao is as sweet as it gets.

The brain's ability to think is gradually restored.

Wan Bao began to think about the cause and effect.

However... Thinking to no avail.

Looking around, it was a fire pit that filled the entire hall.

At this time, the fire pit is gradually being extinguished.

The main hall seems to have begun to shake because of some kind of change... It was as if he was angry.

Wan Bao subconsciously stretched out his hand.

In an instant, from the bottom of the fire pit, a long stone pillar flew out.

The stone pillar shrank, falling right into the palm of the hand, and the baby's arm was thick, about one meter eight long and short.

The stone pillar is carved with a strange god with a human head and a bird's body and a body covered in flames.

Inexplicable... Wan Bao remembered the name of this strange god.

The God of Source Fire··· Aru.

Magma churning.

Wan Bao's body was suddenly covered with fiery red armor.

After the armor is possessed, in the raging flames.

He was like a giant bird with wings outstretched and about to fly.

But it corresponds to the totem on the stone pillar.

The wings of the flames behind him vibrate, and Wan Bao pierced through the collapsed dome of the palace and soared into the air.

Suddenly, in the direction of due north, in the water-colored light, a figure wrapped in water waves and frost was stepping out of the waves.

Immediately after that, there is the West and the East.

The wind and gold were mixed together, turning into a tornado, as if it was about to sweep everything.

On one side is the vitality of Aoki.

Below, the entire city of Mika, which spanned multiple worlds, was trembling.

It was as if it had been activated in the deepest part of the rage.

The whole city is being transformed.

In the Dark... A long, angry and mournful deer roared from the depths of the depths.

Then it turns into a soul shock.

The divine light that rose in all directions collided at the same time.