Amid the astonished gazes of the crowd, Wang Xiu's robes burst open. His robust upper body was revealed, cast in a golden hue and erupting with divine light as countless runes surged into the heavens. An unimaginable aura emanated from him, so powerful that everyone was shaken, forced to retreat again and again by its divine might. At that moment, Wang Xiu resembled a war god from an ancient era, awe-inspiring and majestic. It felt as if he could shatter the world with a single punch; the power of his physical body was beyond estimation.
Even Xiang Tiange's eyes went wide, his shock immeasurable. He prided himself on his physical strength, believing that few among his peers could match him. Yet, faced with the current Wang Xiu, he felt a profound sense of apprehension and fear, utterly devoid of any thought of challenging him.
