In the center, through the faint glow, one could see at the center of the fetal membrane a creature writhing, roaring, and twisting like a small worm.
The tiny worm was incredibly slender, like an iron wire worm, without a head or tail, constantly surrounded by wispy material emerging from the bottom of the fetal membrane, growing ever larger!
Until the small worm began to take shape, gradually transforming from an iron wire worm into the normal form of a seahorse, its roars subsiding, as if regaining its wits, breaking free from extreme pain.
Outside the fetal membrane, the blue Great Horse King lifted its sharp claws, slashing open a seam with a pop, and a pale yellow warm current enveloped a pink and white seahorse.
"Ah!"
The pink and white seahorse coughed violently, spraying water from its trumpet-shaped mouthpiece, its dorsal fin tightly folded, twitching a few times, unable to move.
