Chapter 1054: Ten Thousand Layers of Qi Refining, I Am the Dao

The river of pure, golden energy was not merely healing Frank Fang; it was remaking him. The stream flowing from Ling'er was not an external power source but a homecoming. It was a torrent of memories, of understanding, of a truth that had been buried for five millennia. His half-destroyed body did not regenerate cell by cell. Instead, it was being rewritten from its very foundation. Torn flesh, shattered bones, and evaporated organs were not mended but re-manifested from the void, woven from...