Ji Tianlu wasted no more words. Black energy surged around him, filling the hall with a terrifying aura, and his clearly defined black-and-white eyes suddenly turned blood red.
He hadn't even made a move, yet his momentum was already as overwhelming as an avalanche.
The smile on Shen Changqing's face faltered slightly.
A starving camel is still bigger than a horse, he thought. Even though Ji Tianlu is injured, he's still a King Rank Defender Envoy. The aura he's displaying now is far more powerful than mine was before I formed the Divine Heaven Golden Body. Back then, I would have turned and left without a word.
But times change; a man can transform in just three days, Shen Changqing mused. Though Ji Tianlu's aura was indeed immense, it didn't pose too great a threat to him now.
