"Feng Wuchen, I truly underestimated you. I didn't expect you could still enhance your power; that's no minor feat."
After his initial astonishment, Mo Luo looked at Feng Wuchen with a cold smirk.
"Buzz, buzz!"
The Kylin battle armor and Dragon God Fist were simultaneously summoned, causing Feng Wuchen's aura to skyrocket once again. His unmatched energy surged like a roaring tidal wave, his ferocity and domineering presence instilling terror.
In the collapsing and gloomy space, the golden light bursting from Feng Wuchen was like that of a War God descending from the ninth heaven, his imposing energy so overwhelming it inspired an urge to worship.
"Snap!"
Feng Wuchen brought his hands together with a snap, and as he pulled them apart, an Immortal Sword with a terrifying aura materialized out of thin air.
Feng Wuchen's aura soared once again, more horrifying than before.
This was Feng Wuchen's most powerful stance.
