"Hmph! I wasn't looking for trouble with you, but you dare come looking for trouble with me!" Zhang Xiaohao snorted coldly.
As the black rat drew nearer, its massive mouth revealed rows of chillingly cold teeth. The corners of Zhang Xiaohao's mouth twitched into a scornful smile.
"Congeal—!" Zhang Xiaohao growled in a low voice.
A chaotic light appeared on his skin, and as soon as it emerged, the sharpness of Zhang Xiaohao's physical body reached its peak.
This was no ordinary Divine Skill; it was formed from the Heaven Sword, Dragon Slayer Blade, Fish Intestine Sword, and several other Ancient Divine Weapons. After Zhang Xiaohao devoured them and crossed space nodes, the power of space washed over his body, refining it into this trait.
