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Looking at Jin Feng before them, after Martial Soul Possession, his entire body had become beastlike. A golden horn grew from his head, his hands had turned into claws, black-gold scales covered his body, and a blade-like tail extended behind him. His dark-gold vertical pupils brimmed with ferocity and brutality.
The entire venue fell silent.
It was as though someone had pressed pause on the world.
Everyone stood rooted to the spot, their eyes wide and filled with disbelief. They simply could not believe what they were seeing and even wondered whether they had yet to wake up.
"Gasp~"
No one knew how long passed.
Then, the sound of someone sucking in a breath suddenly rang out from the crowd.
That sound was like a fuse, instantly igniting the entire venue.
"Holy shit! Holy shit!"
"Jin Feng is... using Martial Soul Possession?"
"A detached beast Martial Soul can actually fight through Martial Soul Possession? That's unbelievable!"
"That look is way too cool!"
"His aura is terrifying. So this is Jin Feng's trump card. No wonder his body is so absurdly strong."
"..."
Listening to the discussions around her.
Bibi Dong, standing before Pope's Palace, wore a livid expression.
Her right hand gripping the Pope's Scepter and her left hand beneath her sleeve clenched tightly, her fingertips sinking slightly into her flesh.
Although Jin Feng had yet to make a move, based solely on the aura he was currently giving off, along with how the Golden-Horned Lion had sent Qian Renxue flying with a single claw strike earlier, Bibi Dong had already reached a judgment regarding the outcome of this spirit battle.
The flame of hope that had just risen in her heart was like a bucket of cold water had been poured over it, extinguishing it in an instant.