Mu Chen stood quietly in the depths of the magma. His eyes were as dark as black holes, and anyone who looked at them felt as if they would be trapped inside. Meanwhile, his hair also began to grow rapidly. Eventually, it turned into long, black hair that hung down loosely.
Such a strange change attracted everyone's attention. Even Mandela's eyes were filled with some doubt. Clearly, she had never seen Mu Chen make such a weird move before.
"The spiritual energy fluctuation around him did not become any stronger." Behind Mandela, the Condor King, one of the Three Kings, frowned. The spiritual energy around Mu Chen indeed did not become stronger because of his change. At first glance, the spiritual energy around him actually became weaker.
Nevertheless, for some unknown reason, Mu Chen currently seemed to be much more dangerous than he had been previously. Even the knowledgeable Condor King along with everyone else felt baffled by the strange change.
