"So what exactly is going on here?"
Barson's eyes were filled with anxiety. Several times he wanted to reach out, but hesitated, fearing he might provoke the Demon-Subduing Chain.
In just a short moment, the Demon-Subduing Chain had completely sunk beneath Nannan's skin.
"It looks just like a tattoo!"
Ning Fan's pupils contracted, as he observed Nannan's cuffs, neck, and other areas, where the chain appeared like intricate patterns embroidered onto her body.
Ning Fan asked nervously, "Nannan, how do you feel? Is there any discomfort?"
By now, his mental connection with the Demon-Subduing Chain had been completely severed.
Nannan shook her head but said instead, "I actually feel quite comfortable, like my body is more real."
Ning Fan looked on with a puzzled expression, noticing that the grass bent under Nannan's feet.
"Old man, can souls experience this?"
Seeing this, Barson was utterly baffled.
