Lu Chengwen began to gradually fall into darkness.
Black battle aura continuously poured from his body, gradually swallowing his true form. The color of his clothes could no longer be seen; all that remained was a strong body possessed by black battle aura, slowly straightening up and letting out an enraged roar.
Zhao Ritian was stunned. "Long Aotian, that... idiot."
Hua Xuening immediately panicked. "Master!? What's wrong with Master?"
She was just about to rush over when Zhao Ritian grabbed her. "Hey, don't go over there. He's very dangerous right now!"
"Let go! I'm going to protect Master!"
Long Aotian felt powerful waves of air striking his face, whipping his hair backward.
But he did not retreat or feel afraid. Instead, he grew excited.
His eyes shone brightly with fanatical light.
"That's it! That's it! Just as powerful, savage, violent, and ferocious as the Demon Race I saw at the border..."
Long Aotian laughed. He bared his teeth in a vicious grin. "My strength was insufficient before, and King's Aura had only awakened for the first time, so you caught me off guard. Something like that will never happen a second time!"
Zhuge Xiaohua saw Long Aotian's mania and was utterly shocked. "Young Master, what are you going to do?"
Long Aotian glanced back at Zhuge Xiaohua and smiled. "What am I going to do? Take back everything that belongs to me!"
"No!" Zhuge Xiaohua said. "Young Master, my master isn't a bad person. You can't use the methods meant for the Demon Race against him!"
Hua Xuening rushed over. "Long Aotian! So you've been plotting all along, just waiting for this day! You're terrible!"
Zhao Ritian hurried over as well. Seeing Lu Chengwen continuously growing stronger, he felt a tightness in his chest. "What is he going to do!?"