Dongfang Chonglou's body began to swell at a frightening pace, his bones cracking as his muscles bulged and knotted.
In just a few breaths, he had shot up to thirty feet tall!
He stood in the center of the camp like a small mountain, his shadow engulfing a wide swath of disciples.
His shirt had been completely torn apart. The garment covering his lower body, made from some unknown material, remained intact.
The scales on his body, once the size of fingernails, had suddenly grown to the size of fists. Green light flowed across each one, and they looked indestructible.
Blue bolts of Thunder coiled and leaped around him, their arcs crackling as they scorched the air until it smelled burnt.
His mouth jutted forward, baring a row of savage fangs. Drool dripped through the gaps between his teeth.
His eyes, which had still retained some semblance of humanity, had now become vertical pupils, cold and brutal, utterly devoid of human feeling.
How could he possibly look human anymore?
"Jiang—Tian!"
Dongfang Chonglou pounded his fists against his chest like a pair of war drums, letting out a series of dull, booming thuds. Each strike exploded in his chest like muffled thunder, sending visible ripples through the air around him.
A frenzied wave of Divine Sense abruptly spread from between his brows, carrying naked bloodlust and savagery. His already grotesque mouth split wide, nearly reaching his ears, revealing two rows of vicious fangs. Drool mixed with foam and dripped between his teeth.
Jiang Tian! He was here!
In an instant, the ground beneath his feet split apart with a deafening crash! Countless cracks spread in every direction like a spiderweb. The muscles in his calves bulged and knotted, like several enraged dragons twisted together, brimming with the power to destroy the