Mu Tianyin’s arm swelled at a speed visible to the naked eye, ballooning rapidly.
The berserk power Qingge was sensing, that savage aura, kept surging higher and higher. It forced her to face it head-on; her hand clenched tightly around the Linglong Spear, power coiling, ready to be unleashed.
"Ah—!"
The swelling of his arm made Mu Tianyin cry out in agony despite himself.
Though the words coming from his mouth were thanks, when he uttered that speech, his tone was thick with rancor so dense it could not be dispelled.
His eyes, full of hatred, locked on Mu Qingge. The madness shining in them made him, right after that scream of pain, suddenly burst into wild laughter.
"Hahahahaha— Mu Qingge, don’t you dare be afraid, because all of this is your gift to me!" Mu Tianyin howled at Mu Qingge, his expression hideously twisted.
Suddenly, the cloth on his right arm, and the glove woven of metallic threads, were forced apart, shredded by the constantly swelling limb.
Fabric tore to pieces, scattering across the ground.
At last, Mu Qingge could clearly see the true face of Mu Tianyin’s new arm.
Mu Qingge’s eyes narrowed sharply, shock surfacing in their depths.
The spot where it joined Mu Tianyin’s right shoulder was not a human arm at all, but the arm of some unknown Beast Clan creature. That arm was far more massive than a human arm.
Visually, its proportions clashed completely with Mu Tianyin’s body, utterly mismatched!
It seemed that the slightly awkward look from before was the sealed state.
The arm was thick and powerful, covered in dense azure scales, with a sharp fin-like spur jutting from the elbow. The five fingers were more like a beast’s claws, the bones starkly defined, each tipped with blade-like talons that gleamed with a cold light.
As if with just the lightest swipe, it could easily shred everything to pieces.
The entire arm was so dark a blue it was nearly black. Because it had been released, from the juncture at the right shoulder a web of blood-red veins extended, bulging beneath the skin, creeping toward Mu Tianyin’s neck and right cheek, making it look terrifyingly feral and grotesque.
The moment that right arm emerged, Mu Qingge saw a violent, tyrannical power coil beneath it. Around the arm, all nearby fragments of stone were ground to powder by the force.
"Qilin Arm! You actually grafted a Qilin Arm onto him!" From the mirror, the High Priest saw this scene and turned to the Tianlu one at his side in shock.
The Tianlu one’s expression remained calm, as if nothing were amiss.
Even facing the High Priest’s questioning, he offered no explanation, simply watching the images in the mirror.
"Do you have any idea what consequences come from grafting a Qilin Arm onto a human body? Once the seal is removed, the beast nature lingering within the Qilin Arm will slowly seize control of the person’s mind, drive him into madness, make him lose his true self. Moreover, the more violent a person’s temperament, the stronger the Qilin Arm’s power will be—and the fiercer its backlash. Even in its sealed state, if the person’s will is not firm enough, it’s very easy for him to be influenced." the High Priest said quickly.
He felt his senior brother had truly gone insane!
By grafting the Qilin Arm onto Mu Tianyin’s severed limb, was he helping him—or destroying him?
The High Priest’s reproach did not raise the slightest ripple on the Tianlu one’s face. Only after he finished speaking did the Tianlu one say mildly, "The Young Master of the Mu Clan must first and foremost possess overwhelming strength. Since his previous arm was not strong enough, I replaced it with a stronger one. What is wrong with that? Didn’t the Mu Ancestor also replace his arm with a Qilin Arm back then?"
The Tianlu one glanced toward the High Priest, a faintly inscrutable emotion flickering in his eyes as calm as still water.



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