Having now more or less figured out his opponent's path, Zhang Deming ceased his probing attacks. With a wave of his hand, the miniature water dragon beside him swelled into a roaming dragon dozens of meters long, and Zhang Deming's own form merged into it.
The Water Dragon's single horn transformed into Zhang Deming's upper body, fusing man and dragon together in a peculiar way.
Zhang Deming took a deep breath. 'Let's give it a try. This is my first time using the United Force Technique in combat. Time to see its power!'
With a turn of his Heart Spirit, a simple, ancient tome materialized before Zhang Deming.
The tome slowly opened, and a passage, seemingly spoken by countless voices, emanated from its pages.
"Witnessing, listening, telling, recording!"
