As Lin Xing's words resonated, the ruins within a mile radius began to twist violently.
The countless steel bars, cement, glass, cars, wires… all sorts of materials seemed to come to life, crisscrossing and contorting, transforming into human-like figures resembling Lin Xing.
Lin Xing then extended his right hand and pinched in the air towards the direction of the girl in black.
The surrounding steel and concrete morphed into giant hands that furiously slapped towards the girl.
In the midst of the booming sounds, the black sword aura sliced through the incoming palms one by one.
Feeling the astonishing pressure emanating from Lin Xing at that moment, as well as the terrifying changes within a mile radius, the girl in black's expression darkened, and she thought to herself, "Has it finally emerged?"
"It seems the death of that woman just now has stimulated and hastened the process."
"I can't give him time to adapt to the capabilities of this body..."
