Dragon Soul of God-Tier Level in Life!

The fusion continued.

Situ Xuan's body slowly began to grow. His height rose from nearly two meters to two meters thirty, and his shoulders and back became even broader, like a thick city wall. His muscles swelled, but not in a bloated way; every muscle became fuller and tighter, like compressed steel. His bones creaked as their density increased wildly and his weight shot upward.

A layer of pitch-black Malevolent Qi surged out of his body and condensed over his skin into a coat of Malevolent Qi. The coat was not physical, yet it was tougher than anything solid. Black patterns flowed across it, faintly outlining the shape of a black tiger—the tiger's head at his chest, its claws on his shoulders, and its tail behind his waist.

Situ Xuan lowered his head and glanced at his hands. His palms had grown larger, his fingers longer, and his nails had become sharp as hooks, faintly gleaming with a cold metallic light. He clenched his fist, and the air in his palm burst with a crisp "pop."

Power. Vast, surging power.

That power did not come from soul rings. It did not come from Soul Power. It came from his flesh, from his marrow, from every cell in his body.

At this moment, the Six-Turn Golden Body reached complete perfection. His fleshly body had attained an unprecedented height.

Situ Xuan raised his head and looked at the dragon souls still surging toward him, the corner of his mouth curling into a savage smile.

"Come on."

His voice was not loud, but those two words seemed to rise from beneath the Nine Netherworlds, carrying a chill that made one's scalp go numb.

Situ Xuan moved.

His body turned into a streak of black lightning and charged straight into the densest cluster of