Time passed.
How long, Tian Lei couldn't say.
But slowly, reality began to return.
His breath steadied. His heartbeat normalized. The oppressive gravity of the formation had vanished, and the flames—once holy and purifying—were now nothing more than gentle warmth lingering on his skin.
He opened his eyes.
At first, there was only silence. The light breeze of Mu Qinxue's garden rustled through the trees, carrying the faint scent of spiritual herbs and mountain blossoms. The sky above had turned to the pale gold of late morning.
And then he felt it—himself.
Or rather… his new self.
Tian Lei blinked and looked down.
His body, once lean and toned through years of training, was now refined to another level entirely. Not muscular like a brute or overly chiseled like some warrior statue—but harmonious. Sculpted. Balanced. His skin shimmered faintly in the sunlight, like flawless jade kissed by divine light.
And also… he was naked.
"…Oh."
A moment of quiet mortification passed.
