"Withered Wood Springs to Life."
The jade gourd bracelet on Zhou Li's wrist radiated a golden glow. Zhou Li's eyes shimmered with golden light as he instantly sensed the tentacle coming at him from the gloom. He lifted the fallen withered wood tentacle and flung it away with a casual toss, causing the withered wood to exude boundless vitality that enveloped the Faceless Yellow Clothes' body.
The Faceless Yellow Clothes let out a cry of pain immediately. Though it was not a mortal being, this vitality was instinctively absorbed by it. Yet under Zhou Li's masterful control of Immortal Qi, the vitality carried countless razor-sharp energies, tearing apart the surface of its artificial flesh.
Wait—flesh?!
The Faceless Yellow Clothes froze, its expression tightening as it finally realized the root of the problem.
Why do I possess a human body?!
No… It's impossible!
Suddenly, the Faceless Yellow Clothes felt an overwhelming sense of fear.
Why do I have emotions?
