Shi Mu’s complexion looked pale. His chest rose and fell in a rhythm. He continued to gasp for breath for a long time. Then, he slowly sat-up. After that, he looked towards his chest.
The three-headed python totem looked vivid. It seemed to be on the verge of crawling out of his chest. However, it appeared calm and motionless; apart from exuding a wisp of a faint black ray of light from its surface.
"This is... was the seal successful?"
Shi Mu shook his dizzy head and muttered.
He didn’t dare to believe that he had successfully completed the sealing process. Not only had the secret totem technique been perfectly recorded, but the beast soul had also been accurately sealed-up.
He hadn’t expected that his misfortune would turn into a blessing; so much so that he could even seal a Xian Tian middle-stage beast-soul into his body.