Shen Luo staggered to his feet and tore open his ragged clothes, revealing the well-defined muscles beneath.
Fu Donglai and the Six-tusked Elephant King stared intently, both simultaneously uttering sounds of surprise and suspicion.
They saw that the left half of Shen Luo's body was pitch black, seemingly covered with bone-like scale armor, while the right half was golden, as if cast from molten gold, and decorated with fish-scale water ripple patterns.
It was clear to anyone that his physique had transcended the category of the Human Race, yet it seemed to resemble neither the race of Immortals nor that of Demons.
"Interesting, it seems this is the reason you could survive in the Yin-Yang Dual Qi Bottle?" The Six-tusked Elephant King sized up Shen Luo, not in a hurry to make a move but said with great interest.
Fu Donglai also scratched the back of his head in confusion, wondering when Shen Luo had acquired such divine powers.
