C30 Woodpecker

The Eon Training Camp was eerily quiet, as if it too sensed the approach of something out of the ordinary.

Gu Xian closed his eyes, and the little ghost laid a hand upon his forehead. The little ghost's breaths shifted, his body lighting up in a cascade of brilliance, like stars igniting one by one. From his throat to his chest, his abdomen to his head, and extending to his limbs