His clothes had become a long, black robe.
The robe's hem was embroidered with intricate, flowing patterns of white silk thread.
His jet-black hair was neatly tied up, with a few stray strands falling beside his austere face.
Beneath a high-bridged nose, his thin lips were pressed together.
Particularly striking were his pale red eyes, at once cold and bewitching.
This was the Transformation Ability of the Nascent Element Realm, not a form created by the Twisted Light.
The form one took upon Transformation was entirely dependent on the demon's own thoughts.
His current appearance was somewhat similar to his old physical body from Blue Star.
He was quite satisfied.
Although it couldn't compare to his original form's appearance.
But he, Hu Qi, was not a man who was overly concerned with appearances.
He assessed his current condition.
Hu Qi opened his palm.
The water surged around him.
Gathering in the center of his palm, it formed a single, ink-black droplet.
