Si Ma’s Transformation!

Almost the instant Su Ming was forced backwards, Si Ma Xin’s face twisted into a hideous expression. He lifted his arms and formed a seal quickly, then bit the tip of his tongue to cough up a large mouthful of blood. That blood spilled on the palm under his body and started trickling down its lines, causing the originally faint palm lines to turn incredibly clear.

"As the God of Berserkers, I have the fate of all Berserkers in my hands. I control the world and the universe. The lines on this palm are like my own destiny, and I will use these lines to kill - God of Berserkers’ Lines!" Si Ma Xin spoke swiftly, and as he did so, he lifted his hands and pushed forward.

While Su Ming was continuously forced back by the roar containing the power of the second God of Berserkers that traveled through the passages of time, Si Ma Xin’s murderous voice reached his ears.