A few minutes later.
The blood in the Blood Pool slowly parted, and Zhang Rongfang's body floated upward, as if countless streams of blood from around were lifting him.
With one hand, he supported the voluptuous body of a woman, taking step after step out of the Blood Pool, standing on solid ground.
The woman he held was still bewildered, dumbfounded as she was placed on the ground to steady herself.
The clothes she wore were the luxurious robe that Sedurie had worn earlier, but now the robe had transformed into a different style.
From the originally oversized and large style, it turned into a seductive, half-revealing fashion.
The overly large and luxurious robe couldn't fit her form completely, ironically resulting in a half-covered, half-exposed look.
Meanwhile, Sedurie's once overweight body had turned curvaceous and shapely; not only had the excess fat shrunk, but even her skin had become tight and seamless, without a wrinkle.
"Is this...still me!!?"
