Seeing Shitang Longsi's body swelling and feeling the internal power filled with anger and murderous intent emanating from his body, Su Xiang understood that this man was truly enraged. He couldn't help but step forward and loudly remind, "Mr. Shitang, don't forget the orders from above...!"
Before he could finish his words, Shitang Longsi suddenly turned back, his deep and terrifying eyes focused on Su Xiang, startling him into swallowing the rest of his sentence. In those burning pupils, there was no longer anything human-like; it was the judgment of a deity!
Seeing the obnoxious man sensibly shut his mouth, Shitang Longsi turned his head back and continued to lock his gaze onto Pei Jin, lowly growling, "Martial God possessed!"
With these words, his muscles swelled again, all wounds rapidly healing at a visible speed. But this was not over; he gripped the hilt and continued to lowly command, "God of Swords!"
