After the purple qi attached within his body began circulating at full force, it not only increased Chen Chuan's strength, but also greatly invigorated his mind, allowing him to draw in more energy from beyond the Heavenly Layer.
Through his previous battle with the Wanderer, he had realized something: these mist-like mutated tissues gradually adapted and improved during combat.
As long as his body could withstand it, he could continue pushing himself higher. This was somewhat similar to the state his opponent was displaying, though he likewise did not know how far this improvement could go.
He had not had the chance to test it in battle before. This time, he would use the man before him to verify it.
His five fingers gripped the hilt as he stared at his opponent.
Krosal sensed that Chen Chuan's aura had changed. He also felt an extremely dangerous warning, one that made the mutated tissue throughout his body sense a grave threat. Under such stimulation, it was as if a valve had been opened, and vigorous, surging vitality nearly burst forth.
That gradual increase had originally been both a restriction and a means of preserving this portion of his body. But now, he no longer held anything back and let everything loose. This might cause this body to vanish after the battle, but he believed winning this fight was clearly more important.
He had originally thought taking down Chen Chuan would not be difficult, but now there were signs that things were slipping beyond his control. That was absolutely unacceptable!
At this moment, perhaps because their clash had grown too fierce, a light drizzle began falling from the previously clear sky. The droplets landed on their bodies and instantly steamed away.
Only now did the people in the stands catch sight of