'You…'
After a long moment, a muffled thunderclap erupted from Xu Yunfan's throat. An arrow of condensed white mist shot thirty feet through the air.
A Qi Mass the size of a pigeon's egg suddenly bulged beneath his ribs, slithering like a living snake along the muscles of his body.
Wherever it passed, his muscles knotted like thousand-year-old vines coiling around an iron pillar. Nourished by the Pure Yang Aura, the Red Flood Dragon bloodline on his spine transformed into writhing red patterns that spread across his entire body.
As his bones and tendons trembled, the roars of dragons and tigers suddenly rang out.
The once-separate Pure Yang Inner Breath and Red Flood Dragon Force were now slowly merging within the flow of his flesh and blood.
The twenty-four vertebrae of his spine suddenly exploded like a string of firecrackers, every joint spewing a crimson, bloody mist.
