"...!" Pupils constricted, souls shook, and scales numbed as Wei Wuyin was unable to hold back his domineering transformation as his bloodline stirred fiercely with every exchange, bringing it out in full force, and generating all sorts of temporal and spatial phenomenon.
Wei Wuyin observed his scaly palms for a moment. The scales emanated a glint of dark grey that signified the essence of time, the shimmering of silver that denoted the purest essence of space, while the scales themselves were no longer hexagonal but decagonal in shape. They were closely connected, layering faintly upon each other, forming a sturdy fortress of protective scales that exuded an impregnable aura.
