Time flew by swiftly.
Half a year later.
Chen Yuan sat cross-legged on a massive black rock, deep in meditative cultivation, sensing the power of his Primordial Spirit from his past life.
At this moment.
The nine-colored silkworm cocoon suddenly emitted a crisp sound, forming a crack.
Chen Yuan looked up.
In his eyes, there was a hint of anticipation as he watched the disciple about to be reborn from the ashes.
"Crack!"
With the appearance of the first crack.
The second, third, and fourth cracks followed.
The entire cocoon was instantly covered with fissures, emitting a continuous series of crisp sounds.
Finally.
With a clear resonant call.
The entire cocoon shattered, and nine-colored radiant light burst forth from within.
Chen Yuan squinted his eyes and saw a man with flowing black hair, bathed in nine-colored divine light, emerging from the cocoon.
The man's skin radiated a heavenly glow, making it difficult for others to gaze directly.
