"Then how many cells does he still have left in his body?"
Ye Hao glanced at the data displayed by the eighth‑generation system.
"Right now he's still got one fifth of his cells left. If Long and the others had kept bombarding him just now, or if Master and you all had kept using your power to burn out the cells in his body, he'd be truly and completely dead. But there's one thing I'm really puzzled about, so I plan to run an experiment." Ye Hao frowned as he spoke.
"Puzzled about what?" Dragon Head asked in confusion. The fact that Ye Hao could say so much about Outer Realm creatures already shocked them, yet knowing that much still wasn't enough for him; he even had doubts beyond that.
So they all wanted to know what exactly Ye Hao was puzzled about.
"I'm wondering if those Outer Realm creatures might have another kind of state, because the cells in that Outer Realm creature's body are way too dense—totally not a normal body."
