Meng Chuan felt inexplicably puzzled, what is Xu Qingfeng thinking about?
[I'm practicing, just spill it if you've got something.]
On the phone, his figure was as tall as the roof of his villa, almost an exaggerated height of ten meters.
After Breaking Two, the flexibility of his muscles and bones, boosted by a secondary mutation of the body, increased to a terrifying degree.
The [Final Liberation] form fully unfolded, with a ten-meter tall body standing like an ancient giant deity.
Muscles knotted like cast iron, covered in earth vein energy, formed undulating black mountain-like structures.
Every inch of skin reflected the starlight patterns within, and the aura mixed with Qi Blood formed a red steam flowing around his body.
He carefully grasped the phone with his massive hand, which would be larger than a door if fully open.
When clenched into a fist, it was roughly the size of a drum washing machine.
