As that Kunpeng phantom, that was like a roc yet unlike any bird, rose up, a shocking suppression of bloodline began to emanate from Qi Ping's body.
This was not a power belonging to a Human Race cultivator, but a special Power of Bloodline belonging to a pure-blooded Demon Beast!
Almost at the same time, the traces on Qi Ping's body that belonged to the Human Race began to fade, replaced by a strange intertwining power of deep blue and celestial gold.
This power coiled through every corner of his body, interweaving with the purest Power of Nature, ceaselessly baptizing every inch of his flesh.
Under the effect of this power, Qi Ping gradually curled up; his whole person actually slowly turned into the form of an infant, then his flesh and blood seemed to start melding together.
His physical body belonging to the Human Race vanished at this very moment!
At this moment, Qi Ping was practically an irregular, grotesque ball of flesh!
