The Heavenly White Tiger looked at David Jones with a gaze filled with shock.
As the combination ended, a Mechanical Behemoth appeared with dragon horns red as blood, gold-bronze colored turbines embedded on both sides of its slender dragon neck, its chest core swirling with blood light, emitting the aura of a Furnace.
Its mechanical limbs were gleaming with a black crystal luster, its hands covered with multiple layers of mechanized shells, reminiscent of a Demon God, and its right claw wielding a column that circulated the Five Elements Path.
"How's that possible, to possess the strength of an Immortal without igniting divine fire?" The Heavenly White Tiger's pupils shrank.
In its perception, the aura of the Dragon Emperor Mech at this moment was so terrifying that it could even compare to a Demon God, a formidable adversary that needed to be handled with utmost caution.
"Is this the might of an Immortal!"
