Kydeer

"Old Shen, you…"

Second Generation Demon Saint clutched his chest. His qi and blood were boiling because of those kicks from a friendly force; a little more and he would be dead. But at that moment, the explosive aura on the battlefield made his fishtail tremble lightly.

He blanked out for a long moment at what he was seeing.

It was Second Generation Demon Saint's first time seeing Shen Wuyue's beast form.

Apart from the word "beautiful," he didn't know what other words he could use to describe the scene in front of him.

Shen Wuyue had become taller, and even the wrinkles on his face had disappeared; his doddering appearance had transformed in one go.

He had become incomparably elegant, with long silver-white hair which fell down to his ankles. Dark green scales covered his shoulders to his collarbones, and there was a red mark set in his forehead like a gem which proclaimed Shen Wuyue's current identity.