Suo Lun's body kept drifting southward, drifting southward…
Those mere milliliters of gold blood seeped, drop by drop, into Suo Lun's charred corpse.
Then, new flesh buds began to grow, bit by bit.
Just as a tree is chopped down, and then scorched by the blazing sun, totally dead.
But after a bout of rain, this once dead tree, sprouted new shoots again.
Three days and nights later.
Suo Lun had drifted over thirteen hundred miles south, and only half of his charred body remained.
But the newly grown flesh buds gradually merged, forming half a new heart, only half.
Another three days and nights passed.
Suo Lun had now drifted three thousand miles to the south.
The new flesh buds coalesced into half a heart, a brand-new heart, roughly twice the size of a normal human heart, but it did not beat.
Then countless flesh buds wriggled, beginning to weave new blood vessels that spread out bit by bit from the heart.
After another ten days and nights!
