At that moment, a smile appeared on Bai He's lips. Looking at the Old Monk Xuanming who had tried to ambush him, there was now a trace of pity in the depths of his eyes.
Although he didn't know by what means his nominal elder brother had managed to steal the Infinite Incense Fire and condense his True Form in one fell swoop.
It was without a doubt.
Old Monk Xuanming's ultimate move had ironically become a Death Sentence for himself.
Yu Changsheng, illuminated by the white light of the incense fire, was frozen in mid-air like a bug caught in a web. His face was changing colors as he could only utter, "So big, so huge..."
Su Lianxue, Gu Qingqiu, and the rest were also rendered motionless, staring at the immense True Kunpeng Form that seemed to have no end in sight, almost speechless!
Their mouths opened and closed, emitting only a gasp of "Ahh..."
