CRACK! CRACK!!
As Zhao Xuanqi's grip tightened, the dagger piercing his palm grated against bone once more, fracturing it and severing muscle. Yet, he seemed oblivious, a twisted smile still hanging on his lips.
At that moment, staring into that terrifying smiling face and those eyes, Broo felt his heart suddenly stop beating.
Such cruelty... to his enemies, and to himself...
'He's not human!!'
The next moment, Zhao Xuanqi's arm, suffused with Blood Essence, swelled to the thickness of a thigh. It wasn't stiff, however; it undulated softly like a whip. As power surged through his body and into the limb, the seemingly pliable arm suddenly erupted with force, becoming as hard as steel in an instant.
Hard as iron, soft as a whip!
At that moment, he was like a giant ape that had caught a tiger in its grasp.
The terrifying power that erupted from him instantly surged through Broo's body.
