Asura—Defying Heaven Form!
Amidst this burning endless rage, Shangboluo absorbed an infinite fury, as if a Naga shedding its skin and being reborn, his body and strength both underwent a transformation.
Roar roar roar!
A heaven-shaking, earth-shattering roar erupted instantaneously.
Angry flames gathered, forming a red beam of light, piercing through the Three Realms, shaking the Heavenly Realm, the Starry Sky quivering, the Earth trembling, the Earth Realm tearing apart, the entirety of the Three Realms shuttered by it.
Boom!!!
The next moment, Shangboluo strode forward, emerging from this pillar of flame.
With every step he took, the clouds burned away, ripples emanated in the void, as if the world could not bear this rage.
He looked strikingly similar to Vritra.
Four massive arms extended out, as if this was the optimal combat form.
Swoosh!!!
Shangboluo slowly lifted his head.
His eyes were a bright white, without pupils, yet his gaze was fixedly locked on Indra.
