Cheng Jingtian, after uttering that incomprehensible talk about "Spirit Guarding," suddenly lost the clarity in his eyes. His gaze dimmed in an instant, and his head drooped down as if life had left him.
In the next second, a gray light ascended above his head, a blurry shadow.
This shadow was only half the size of a person, seeming to break free from its cage. First, it stretched out its hands from the top of Cheng Jingtian's head and then crawled out with difficulty.
Once it had emerged, Yan Junze finally saw clearly that the shadow took the form of Cheng Jingtian, albeit listless. It hunched its back, standing atop its own body.
In less than two seconds, the gray shadow swiftly dissipated into nothingness.
After the shadow vanished, Cheng Jingtian's body ceased its resistance, instead becoming eerily quiet. Then, his body began to swell rapidly as if it were a balloon that was abruptly inflated.
"Not good!"