An aura the color of scorched earth surged from Han Dong's body.
Sally caught a trace of danger in it and hurriedly reeled in her whip, retreating.
She landed a hundred meters away and silently observed the changes taking place in Han Dong's body—even his very essence was shifting.
From Sally's perspective, she vaguely saw a steel demon that had just crawled out of lava, covered in iron nails with curved horns growing from its forehead.
It was on the same level as her.
"This power from another world can forcibly enhance someone? Nicholas, just how many secrets are you hiding...?"
Sally could not help recalling how she had come to know Han Dong.
Indeed, Han Dong had carried far too many secrets from the very beginning. He was immune to seduction, possessed only Mature Body-level strength yet could display power equal to an ancestral return, and was connected to multiple Old Kings.
Even Sally, who had seen countless men, found herself growing increasingly interested.
Before long.
The demonic aura receded into Han Dong's body. The simulation was complete.
His first attempt at deep simulation had reached 100%. Much of that was thanks to the clown's Black Vortex Torso—its S-rank adaptability was no joke.
Great Demon—Pain Stance
1. His entire body was covered in slender iron nails arranged by a certain pattern and connected to his flesh, a characteristic of Togu's monks.
This was a primitive manifestation of suffering, now perfectly displayed on Han Dong's body. Just looking at it made one's flesh ache.
2. Demonic traits appeared as well. Han Dong's pupils had turned completely black... Yet because of Togu's monk traits, there were no demon horns, tail, or hooves. Han Dong was the same.
3. Two special demonic arms had been reconstructed at the gaps in his