The sight of Xi Hong's True God form sent a tremor of anticipation through the battlefield. Now, the clash wouldn't just be a battle of strength, but a display of mastery of laws.
Li Shan, his gaze unwavering, met Xi Hong's charge head-on. His white hair, usually flowing loosely, seemed to stand on end, crackling with a faint silver light. The transformation was instantaneous, shocking even the other True Gods on the battlefield.
Where his hair once was, a web of fine, silver metal strands shimmered, each strand imbued with the raw power of a thousand thunderstorms. The metal flowed down his neck, forming a metallic cuirass that encased his upper torso. Bolts of electricity danced across the surface, illuminating the intricate runes etched onto the metal.
His eyes, usually a warm brown, now glowed with an electric blue intensity, mirroring the power coursing through his transformed body.
This was Li Shan in his True God form – the Storm Weaver.
