The hesitation in the nascent divinity's eyes soon vanished, replaced by purpose.
With a final seal, the twenty runic chains quivered—then pulsed with eerie brilliance. The bound spectral veins, still coiled in chains, began to shimmer faintly, their forms growing increasingly incorporeal. Then, in a single breathless instant, all twenty were torn from Liang's physical vessel.
Liang's body trembled violently, as if the very core of his existence was about to collapse under the strain.
A shimmering mark appeared on his forehead— Universe Rune flickered erratically before transforming into the Spirit Genesis Rune. His flesh and bones began warping, folding inwards like a collapsing star, his form distorting into a swirling wormhole.
Around him, the ambient Spirit Qi was sucked in with terrifying force, drawn into the vortex that was now his body. Liang struggled to stabilize himself, battling the chaotic forces that threatened to consume him from within.
