Though his Avatar was formed, Wei Yuan was in a rather dire state.

At the moment, he was charred both inside and out. His surface flesh had completely burned into charcoal. Only his skeleton had turned into a dark gold, shimmering with metallic and glass-like luster. Outside his skeletal frame, only a thin membrane remained, enveloping his internal organs.

Suddenly, a beam of light descended from the heavens. Endless worldly origin qi poured down as if the heavens had turned upside down, bathing Wei Yuan’s body. His internal organs, which had been charred black here and there, broke out of their scorched shells and revealed tender, newly regenerated flesh underneath.

The worldly origin qi manifested in various forms. Lotus blossoms were raining from the sky, heavenly maidens were soaring here and there, and heavenly music was playing in the air. Wherever the beams of heavenly light shone, grass sprouted and flowers bloomed. A great tree grew behind Wei Yuan rising ever higher. It resembled a Bodhi tree, but it was also distinctly different from it.

Wei Yuan’s charred, black flesh dropped to the ground, and his flesh and blood began to regenerate.

Across the Great Realm, the sun’s true fire still blazed everywhere. However, the earth began...