Everyone turned to look at Taoist Yi Hong.
Taoist Yi Hong flicked his foot, hooking a Familiar Copper Rod that had been dropped by a fleeing bandit and had rolled down the mountain path. He caught it in his right hand and gave it a fancy twirl.
Then, Taoist Yi Hong slung the Familiar Copper Rod behind his back with a reverse grip and strode forward, walking right up to face the big man.
In everyone's line of sight, Taoist Yi Hong seemed to grow taller and taller as he walked.
This was literally true. Taoist Yi Hong's steps grew heavier, his body began to swell, and his height shot up from just over 1.6 meters. In the span of a few breaths, the scrawny Daoist had grown more than thirty centimeters taller, his entire frame becoming robust and imposing.
"Holy shit! The Hulk?" Gu Zhao exclaimed.
Taoist Yan Song was also stunned. "Divine possession?"
