At this moment, Tang Ye had completely transformed, his upper garments nowhere to be found, revealing swollen and protruding muscles. His height had suddenly increased to five meters, and his skin had turned from pale gray to dark green. His epidermis was covered in cyan and red veins, for a terrifying and ferocious look, while dark purple patterns blanketed his face. The only identifiable feature that this creature was Tang Ye was the two-meter-long white hair flowing from his head.
He glanced at his own hands then at the withered bodies of people in front of him, and subsequently clenched his right hand into a fist.
"It seems assimilation is impossible... Hmm?"
After mumbling to himself, Tang Ye seemed to have noticed something, showing a hint of surprise. In this Xi River city, drowned in endless flesh tones, he spotted black—thin layers of it above people's heads.
