Humm—
A golden cocoon of light wrapped around Leon. Waves of law energy spread outward in ripples, sweeping across the entire Celestial Imperial City.
This shocking law reconstruction lasted for six full hours.
At last, the divine light filling the sky faded away, and the cocoon slowly cracked open.
A figure drifted down from the air.
Aiden focused his eyes on him.
The Leon standing before him was no longer the mysterious being who was over five hundred years old and carried the decaying aura and overwhelming presence of a god.
He now looked like a middle-aged man in his forties. His temples were lightly streaked with gray, and his face was strong and firm.
The aura of the half-primordial had completely vanished. His ability to sense the laws had also fallen sharply, finally settling at the level of a lesser god.
But he now possessed something new—a sense of life, warmth, and humanity. He carried the simple, earthy feeling of an ordinary mortal.
Drip.
