If two more early stage combat powers were to interfere, they could easily shift the balance.
Seeing this sight, the devil cultivator bit his lip, resisting what he had to do.
But as the skeleton soldiers drew closer and closer he knew he had no choice.
So after giving one last hateful look towards Fang Yang.
The Devil Cultivator opened his mouth and roared.
"Blood Berserker Art!"
The second he called out, the man's eyes turned a deep crimson red as he let out an almost bestial howl into the sky!
The Devil Cultivator's body creaked and twitched as it ballooned to a size comparable to even the outrageously muscular Battle Saint Corpse puppet.
It was as if he had just transformed from the build of a regular dude to an olympic bodybuilder!
Breathing out a breath of hot mist, the devil cultivator now looked like a human beast as he locked onto Fang Yang with a pair of hate filled eyes.
