Li Lin's new transformation had the least impact on his appearance. Compared to the colossal size of his battle form, the changes in this current form seemed almost negligible.
However, the small degree of change didn't mean the threat could be overlooked. One should never underestimate Li Lin, and in some aspects, this form was extremely dangerous.
His silver hair, knee-length and fluttering in the wind, had a metallic sheen that unavoidably reminded one of a lion's mane or the feathers of a bird of prey. The patterns that sprawled across his body were like tattoos from some primal religion, with faint glows occasionally flashing along them. But it was not moonlight reflecting off of them; rather, these were like liquid metal, a silver flow shimmering with a metallic luster. The mysterious silver patterns involuntarily moved onlookers with their beauty.