As vast amounts of [Truth] were devoured by Qu Lu, her spirit and body were rapidly transforming. Sensing the enemy growing stronger, Zhu Haomiao no longer restrained himself, allowing the Original Sin from the depths of his consciousness to surge forth.
Boom!
Spiritual Power twisted reality, and the writhing black flames erupted like a volcanic explosion, condensing within a few breaths into a Dharma Form of the Orochi, standing dozens of meters tall.
Sixteen malevolent and awe-inspiring vertical pupils fixedly stared at Qu Lu, the eight dragon heads swayed in a fan shape to encircle her, their greedy and hungry gaze containing a chilling appetite.
At the same time, Purple Gold Divine Light flickered in Zhu Haomiao's eyes, and the Eight Basic Forces merged into one, covering his palm with a dark, inky layer of Gang Qi.
On the other side, Rafael, looking at the towering Dharma Form behind Zhu Haomiao and feeling a rejection from the soul, gradually furrowed his brows.
