Xia Nan witnessed the entire process of the corpse's transformation.
The corpse's head, with its sparse gray hair, still lay quietly on the ground, while its similarly collapsed body began to convulse violently.
Accompanied by an increasingly clear hissing sound in the air, a fist-sized, bloody spherical outline emerged slowly from the neck stump, rising like a germinating bud.
"Pudou."
Purple-red rotten flesh burst through the fetid pus, and the fleshy orb exploded in an instant.
What met the eye was a slender and powerful dark green serpent head, its surface covered in dull, dense scales.
The bright yellow vertical pupils were almost identical to the cloudy snake eyes of the ground corpse's head in front.
Shilaa——
Like some sort of crude assembly toy, the left arm of the corpse, which spasmed the most, snapped off cleanly at the ferocious wound on the shoulder.
The severed arm, like a fish out of water, struggled incessantly.
