"Th-that's impossible!" Li Huowang stared at Zhuge Yuan, utterly shocked as he stumbled half a step back.
The Spinal Bone Sword had completely transformed. A chaotic, tangled mass of flesh and deformed organs intertwined, sprouting from the spine like a grotesque plant. It never fully grew into a human form, stopping abruptly after growing a jumble of misaligned, bloody organs. It was skinless, fleshless, and looked nothing like a person.
Although the sight was exceptionally horrifying, Li Huowang was certain of one thing: it was alive! Zhuge Yuan was alive!
"How can you still be alive? You were clearly dead! I killed you with my own hands! I absorbed your very soul into my Huan Jue!"
Half of Zhuge Yuan's body, which had sprouted from the Spinal Bone Sword, moved. His left hand, stripped bare to the bone, burrowed up from the tangled flesh. He used those skeletal fingers to brush back the blood-matted hair at his temple.
