Wang Yu touched a finger to the "blood markings" between his brows, released a surge of divine sense over the stones, and called out in a low voice, "Stone Armor."
Whoosh! Whoosh!
The stones on the ground shot into the air and clung to Wang Yu, instantly forming a strangely shaped but exceptionally crude suit of "armor."
Wang Yu looked at the stone armor, which was nothing more than a pile of rocks stacked around him, and was rather speechless.
What sort of attack could this thing possibly defend against?
It probably couldn't even withstand a single blow from a Qi Refining Immortal Cultivator, could it?
Still, if the stones making up this armor weren't ordinary "stones," it should provide some protection.
As he pondered this, he shook his body. The stone armor collapsed with a crash, turning back into a dozen or so rocks that fell to the ground.
Next, Wang Yu closed his eyes, silently trying to sense something.
Only after a full cup of tea's time did he open his eyes again, his brow furrowing.
He had clearly spent quite some time stirring up anger within himself, yet nothing had happened. There was not the slightest sign of Blood Frenzy activating.
Had he not stirred up enough emotion, or had he simply failed to awaken this ability?
His thoughts turning, Wang Yu decided to set the matter aside for now. After all, judging by the descriptions of Blood Frenzy in the texts, it did not seem particularly useful. Even if he had failed to awaken it, that was hardly a serious loss.
Wang Yu shifted his shoulders, and the blood markings between his brows flickered and vanished.
There was a soft pop.
His body rapidly shrank, while the scales on his skin and the dark green tattoos