The scene reverted back to the East Sea Battlefield where new changes were unfolding on the battlefield.
When the black light surrounding Leng Feiyi had dispersed, this black-faced burly man had finally completed what was possibly the longest transformation of his life.
What emerged was a blood-colored shark wagging its tail across the sky with sharp fangs that glistened coldly under the blazing sun. The massive tail fin was lined with serrated edges, and within its red and purple irises flickered a brutal bloodthirsty luster. Monstrously, atop the Blood Shark's head stood a spiral horn, shockingly similar to a Dragon Horn.
That overwhelming Evil Qi, mixing with the aura of a Quasi-Saint in the middle stage, resulted in a thick, unrelenting aura of slaughter.
Ying Zhao and Feilian's eyes revealed a trace of solemnity. This was going to be big trouble!
"Roar!" The Blood Shark roared furiously, slapping its tail vigorously against the sea surface.
