"What is this thing? Why is it so hard?"
There are two things Xiaoxue doesn't understand: one is why this Innate Tao Embryo feels so rough to the touch, and second is why its mouth is even harder than its head.
"Ants, ants," it keeps repeating.
And with each repetition by the Innate Tao Embryo, its form continues to change, transforming from a primitive, rough stone-like body into something more biological.
Blood-red muscles throb rhythmically beneath the stone shell, the sound of its massive heartbeat echoing across the plains, as the Innate Tao Embryo's shape shifts from a primordial statue towards a human form.
A massive but proportionally awkward nude figure stood upon the earth.
"Put on some clothes!"
Xiaoxue regretted not listening to the advice from Li Yueqi, that girl.
Today indeed was not a good day to go out.
But annoyed as she was, a fight still needed to be had.
A phantom image of a Spirit Tree rose behind Xiaoxue, obscuring the night sky.
