Almost instinctively, Meng Ling frantically activated his battle body, unleashing its full power!!!
Who would dare to hold anything back?
In an instant, his whole body shimmered with purplish-red light, like a solid halo of armor, strong and heavy with an ancient simplicity.
Sizzle sizzle...
Underneath a detached yet supreme resonance.
On that halo of armor, countless secret texts flowed, forming war patterns.
The war patterns spread like ripples of water, quickening their pace, almost boiling, roaring...
Amidst the shimmering war patterns, Meng Ling became a War God, his energy and spirit overwhelming, his aura terrifying, his body shockingly strong!
Even at a closer look, under the undulating war patterns, the muscles on Meng Ling's body slowly squirmed, strengthening with each movement, each squirm building up momentum.
