"Sky—, Ice—"
Wu Changkong's body suddenly lit up. The Skyfrost Sword flashed, then abruptly merged into his body and vanished. Every Mecha Master who had locked onto him felt their vision blur, and the man who had been targeted by the Soul Cannons simply disappeared into thin air.
"He's up there!" someone shouted. Everyone instinctively looked up.
At some unknown moment, Wu Changkong had already risen into the air. But unlike his previous flowing white robes, white points of light had appeared across his body—on his forehead, shoulders, chest, elbows, wrists, palms, waist, hips, knees, and the soles of his feet.
From these white points, silver thread-like rays instantly stretched outward, converging into gorgeous silver patterns. Wu Changkong's aura began erupting at an utterly terrifying rate.
The silver pattern on his forehead formed first. At its center appeared a pale blue, teardrop-shaped crystal. As the silver patterns solidified, a white headband emerged first, directly across his forehead.
Five protrusions, like gathered snowflakes, rose from the front of the headband. The silver patterns on it had already become solid, looking exceptionally exquisite. Two pieces of white metal hung from either side, fitting against the area between Wu Changkong's cheeks and ears and extending downward, like an extension of the cold current within him.
Streamlined armor began taking shape from the neck guard. White armor, silver patterns, cascading downward in magnificent splendor. Once every silver pattern had become clear, Wu Changkong's body was completely encased in the white armor.
Silver light flowed, and his eyes had turned entirely into gleaming blue radiance. The six Soul Rings that had originally been contained within his body fused with the armor. Instantly, his aura soared in a straight line. In his hand appeared a greatsword one-third longer than the Skyfrost Sword.
The hilt and guard