The husky voice still echoed inside the hall when suddenly the disciples outside of the Remnant Moon Sect erupted into a shrill scream.
The True Qi surged in the air like a bloody mist, and the disciples' faces turned ghastly pale like paper.
Their mutilated limbs crazily regenerated at a speed visible to the naked eye, but instantly shattered again.
The broken limbs turned into a crimson waterfall, carrying the overwhelming Qi and blood straight into the hall, pouring into the Sect Leader's body.
The Sect Leader, leaning under the throne, suddenly lifted his head.
As Qi and blood infused, his ashen face abruptly revived, his bare limbs became full again, and his cloudy eyes turned into a deep inky color.
True Essence covered his body like armor, exuding a weighty aura akin to a mountain.
"Is this the feeling of regaining a body?"
The Sect Leader clenched his fists, producing a crisp sound, a look of intoxication appearing on his face.
