His spine crackled, joint by joint, like a roll of thunder passing through his body. The Red Flood Dragon Mountain Coiling Strength shot up from his tailbone, spiraling up his great spinal column.
Every inch of his muscles and bones felt like red-hot Profound Steel springs, compressing and stacking layer upon layer of thousand jin power.
Wherever the mace's edge passed, the air was torn into visible ripples of distortion. The mountain winds and mist condensed into a spiraling vortex that wrapped around the weapon's body.
In the distance, morning dew on the pine branches shuddered and fell, as if the entire mountain peak was trembling at the low hum of the vicious weapon.
'Your Nine Profound Dragon-Defying Mace Technique has reached Perfection...'
Glancing at the notification that popped up in his vision, Xu Yunfan reluctantly lowered the Red Fire Dragon-Swallowing Mace in his hand.
