Within the center of the blue lotus, Shen Long could be seen there breathing rather heavily as he propped himself up with his large halberd.

His once skinny body of 5’10 had now become a burly 7’10 that was filled with muscles.

However, aside from his heavy breathing that produced white puffs, one could see several large and small gashes all over his body.

His ragged clothes were practically non-existent, as he only had a piece of garment that hang from his waist, blocking his privates from view.

Being in the center of Ling Shui’s Daoist magic, Shen Long could feel the frigid energy invading his body which caused his arms and legs to slowly become numb.

It had taken him all of his strength to yell those words, but soon after he did the frigid energy around him multiplied.

The manifestation of his Tyrannical Demon God body, a dark reddish aura that envelop his entire body was barely holding on to protect him from the frigid energy

Gritting his teeth, Shen Long spat out two words.