At that moment, Lu Yin, who had been lying on the ground, suddenly opened his eyes and sat bolt upright. The sound of his heartbeat grew louder and stronger, like the tolling of a bell at dusk and dawn. His gaze fixed on Old Mo, but his eyes were vacant, as if he were still asleep.
Old Mo stared at Lu Yin. "You, Lu family brat..."
Suddenly, divine power erupted from Lu Yin and swept in every direction. Old Mo warily retreated.
Lu Yin let out a low growl, sounding both pained and as if venting his pent-up feelings. His vacant eyes suddenly became Scarlet Vertical Eyes. As divine power poured from him, his whole body turned crimson. A black line trailed down from his left eye, and his hair billowed upward like a sea of energy, defying the heavens. His surging divine power formed a cape that stretched endlessly into the distance, as if it would split open the dark sky.
His outer clothes shattered. Fierce red stripes appeared on both arms, and a black-and-red cloud appeared on his chest, as though floating above a crimson sea of energy.
At that moment, Lu Yin looked as if he had emerged from a sea of blood. Red light spread outward from him, rippling and forming a vertical, blood-red lake.
Old Mo stared dumbfounded. What was happening? The person before him was completely different from the one he had seen just moments ago. Not only had the nature of his power changed, but so had his appearance. The boy had become someone else.
Lu Yin didn't know whether he was awake or dreaming. He only knew that killing intent was spreading through his mind, replacing every other thought. Kill, kill, kill! He wanted to kill the man in front of him.