Jingbai
Editor: Henyee Translations
This was the first time Jingke had combined with the scabbard.
When the two silhouettes in the air overlapped and merged into a new one, powerful godly power instantly enveloped the entire palace. The landscape shook, dislodging falling rocks, and hundreds of divine pillars cracked and looked like they would collapse at any time.
After the fusion, Jingke had also transformed.
His hair had lengthened and now fell to his waist, and a white ahoge which was Bai Qiao's trademark grew out of the top of his head.
This youngster after the fusion was an image Wang Ling had never seen before. Jingke was taller, and looked like he had grown up a lot. His white robe had become a magnificent snow-white fur coat, and his entire figure exuded a noble and extremely haughty temperament.
The youngster looked at Wang Ling and gave him a bow, before turning his eyes to his opponent in front of him — the throne who claimed to be a true god from the divine realm.