At this moment, when looking again, that formerly plump figure had completely withered, as if all its blood and flesh essence had been absorbed by Su Han.
The clothes dissipated into ashes, made of some unknown material.
Through the withered body, the eerie white bones were visible.
Cultivation Base improved, and it skyrocketed two Minor Realms in succession, but Su Han felt no excitement.
On the contrary, his face was somewhat gloomy.
He knew that no matter where you are, good things falling from the sky are impossible.
The other party wouldn't just use their blood and flesh essence to improve his Cultivation Base for no reason.
Sure enough—
Just as Su Han thought of this, the already completely withered flesh turned into a human skin and floated off the body.
Only the eerie white bones remained sitting there.
This human skin floated in front of Su Han, and in silence, Su Han caught it, seeing a line of writing on it.
