Holy Golden Blood!!
Wu Hen felt the wounds he had sustained earlier healing at an astonishing rate, sensing a continuous supply of energy from his internal organs.
The Blood Flame grew hotter and hotter, and Wu Hen's entire skin seemed to be burning; even the air around him mysteriously filled with an abundance of Thunder Transition Factor due to such potential being stimulated!
Golden Thunder, Blood Flame, and a Black Void Witch Dragon coiling around him, Wu Hen suddenly felt as if his soul had soared to some lofty height. The every move of the four tyrant tiger armors became slow-motion, their encircling angles comprehensively discerned by his god-like perspective.
The strength returned to Wu Hen's arms, and with a tight grip, the Black Void Witch Dragon coiling around his body swiftly retracted into him, transforming in a flash into the Black Glaze Sword!
The sword, too, was ablaze with a layer of Blood Flame, intensely crimson!
"Swoosh!"
