Somewhere outside Buddha City, two Dragonfolk were trapped in dreams, their expressions constantly shifting as though they were witnessing terrifying scenes.
Jet-black sun marks surfaced on the two Dragonfolk, demonic qi coiling around them.
The Joint Bureau Chief watched from the side, dumbstruck.
Though Mu Qing had told him more or less about the peculiarities of this demonic art before, he had never imagined it possessed such terrifying power.
The distinctive aura unique to the Dragonfolk on those two bodies was transferred to Mu Qing through the jet-black sun marks.
Meanwhile, Mu Qing's aura was transferred onto the two Dragonfolk through the jet-black moon mark in his palm.
In just half an hour, Mu Qing had completed the transformation. The Joint Bureau Chief beside him was stunned; no matter how he sensed, he could no longer detect Mu Qing's original aura.
It could be said that Mu Qing was now no different from a Dragonfolk. Even if he went to Dragonfolk territory, no one would recognize him.
"This is incredible! With a demonic art like this, you could swagger straight into Mysterious Resonance Temple, and no one would notice your true identity!"
The Joint Bureau Chief cried out in amazement. Mu Qing's demonic art was simply too powerful!
"There are still some flaws. After all, I only just created it. In the future, perhaps I'll be able to completely alter both my appearance and aura without relying on the Hundred-Form Capsule!"
Mu Qing smiled. He was extremely confident in this demonic art of his; it held tremendous potential.
As for its flaws, they mainly lay in the fact that through the Heaven-Stealing Sun-Swapping Demonic Art, he had exchanged his aura with those of the two Dragonfolk.
In other words, the aura leaking from those two Dragonfolk was Mu Qing's aura.