But Xuan Zi soon confirmed that his eyes were not playing tricks on him, because he clearly saw dust falling from Chen Ping.
Even here in the Sea God Pavilion, inside the Golden Ancient Tree, remaining motionless for so long had left a thin layer of dust on Chen Ping.
Soon, the dust began sliding off Chen Ping in large patches, revealing skin that shimmered with a strange, pale golden light.
"Mm." A soft grunt sounded, and a faint golden sheen began spreading over Chen Ping's exposed skin.
Then the gold grew increasingly distinct, its light spreading outward, every golden ray seeming to drive the filth from his body.
With a pop, time seemed to stop for an instant. All the remaining grime on Chen Ping sprang off at once, revealing his almost perfect physique as powerful waves of force swept outward.
Within that golden light, the figure seated on the floor slowly rose, his arms stretching forcefully out to either side.
A series of metallic cracks rang out from his bones. Yes, metallic-as though his entire body were stretching outward.
When his body reached the limit of its stretch, a thunderous tiger-and-leopard resonance, like a dragon's cry and a tiger's roar, suddenly exploded inside Chen Ping. Seizing the momentum, he let out a long roar.
"Hah-!"
A breath of turbid air shot from Chen Ping's mouth like a streak of crimson silk, traveling a full three feet before slowly dispersing.
Along with Chen Ping's roar, five Soul Rings rose one after another from beneath his feet, spreading around his body.
Yellow, purple, black, gold, red-the five neatly arranged Soul Rings presented an incomparably stirring sight.
For an instant, Chen Ping even had the illusion that he could do anything. At the same time, he sensed his two new Hundred