Under Xu Yi's frenzied strike, the giant formed by the Thin black-clothed man turned into a heap of minced flesh, blood spreading across the ground like a breached riverbank.
The atmosphere in the field froze in an instant.
A thousand little figures piled up in everyone's hearts, screaming themselves hoarse: What on earth had happened?!
The White-haired Daoist priest trembled with excitement. He grabbed Xu Yi and exclaimed, "Brother, your Divine Skill is peerless. Gao is utterly in awe! Once today's business is settled, Gao will surely reward you handsomely."
Xu Yi had calmly changed his clothes. He gave a slight nod, his face flushed, but said nothing.
His condition at that moment was somewhat troubling, though he couldn't tell whether it was good or bad.
This troubling change had arisen because he had just transformed into a frenzied monster.
Originally, he had entered the fight not because he was bored, but to earn the White-haired Daoist priest's favor.
After all, he needed an enormous number of Blood Condensing Balls. With the White-haired Daoist priest's help, he would surely accumulate his vital blood twice as fast with half the effort.
Against the Thin black-clothed man, Xu Yi had already secured an invincible position by activating the "first Origin Lock."
His terrifying physical defenses could withstand even the Magnetic Origin Bead. What could the Thin black-clothed man's bare-handed strength do, even if it shook the heavens?
Xu Yi had reckoned that he could let the man beat him without fighting back and still wear him down to death.
But once the battle began, Xu Yi's thoughts changed.
After witnessing the Thin black-clothed man's berserk transformation, a new idea suddenly came to him: could he try transforming as well?
This was no wild fancy on Xu Yi's part. He had strong practical