"The Mara Sect's third true disciple? I really haven't heard of you. Still, I don't see any need to remember your name. I don't waste words on people who are about to die," Wang Yu replied with apparent calm. Inwardly, however, his heart sank. He knew he might have encountered one of the most terrifying demonic-path true disciples in the Jialan Secret Realm.
The moment he finished speaking, he silently invoked Overclocking and gently closed his eyes. After taking several deep breaths at a bizarre rhythm, he shook his shoulders. The pale golden mist covering him burrowed into his body, and his enormous frame rapidly shrank back to its normal size. His skin took on a pale golden hue, while dark green markings surfaced on his limbs.
Wang Yu suddenly opened his eyes. His pupils turned golden and became vertical slits, only to return to normal an instant later. A distinct Blood-Mark Symbol appeared between his brows, and several thick golden lines emerged on each cheek, resembling two large characters for "king."
For the second time in the Secret Realm, he had finally activated the black tiger baleful body granted by complete mastery of the third level of the Black Tiger Breathing Method. Its effect was simple: it multiplied every aspect of his physical prowess severalfold, whether strength, speed, or defense.
Nor was that all. He turned one hand over again, and the Blue-Red Long Saber appeared in his grasp.
This time, however, he merely stroked the blade with one hand. Wisps of golden-yellow mist emerged from his palm and swiftly coiled around it. In the blink of an eye, the entire saber shone gold.
Across from him, Zhu Wuyan's expression shifted slightly. He took a blood-colored medicinal pill from his robes and swallowed it. The bloody radiance covering him