Huo Hengxuan straightened up, raising his head to gaze at the stagnant, boundless starry sky.
"Sss... sss..."
His body, which had been like a pile of rotten flesh, began to heal rapidly, with bones growing like trees and flesh crawling like slime molds.
Due to the rapid growth, it emitted an eerie, dense sound.
In mere seconds, metabolic regeneration occurred, and a completely new body was born.
Though covered in blood, it was clear that this body was no longer old, resembling a young man whose features were heroic and handsome, with only the eyes showing traces of his former elderly self.
Only the head of mottled white hair remained unchanged.
Time seemed to have reversed on Huo Hengxuan, bringing back the Liang Kingdom God of Slaughter, the young general who once dominated the battlefield forty years ago.
Even more terrifying was the aura emanating from him—an incredibly strong and horrifying presence.
