As memories surged into Yan Xiaobao, the red wolf in the Dantian Cave became increasingly transparent. A smile appeared on the wolf's face, and mixed emotions could be seen in its eyes. Emotions from the memories flickered in its two eyes.
Suddenly, the red wolf disappeared. The only thing left was the red mist and the beast core in the Dantian Cave, but unlike before, it no longer felt full of life. It no longer had its own opinions and life. No, now it felt like there was an extra Dantian; one that completely belonged to his Dantian Person. He now fully controlled this energy. He had become the red wolf. He had always been the red wolf; however, he had never noticed the memories that made the two merge.
His eyes had been closed for several hours, experiencing the memories, later going through the transformation of his body, but finally, he just opened his eyes and saw Wan Qiao looking at him with curious eyes.
