Clang——
The instant Shen Yi gripped the handle of his knife, the Cold Mountain Ancestor finally managed to break free from the suppression of Shenyue Zhenqingtian.
Under the vast and invisible force, the old demon from Western Hong's loose and sagging skin gradually tightened, and with a hissing sound, its right arm tore through its already tattered clothes.
Its figure rapidly swelled, transforming into a bizarre fish hundreds of yards tall, with half scales and half feathers. Although in the shape of a fish, it possessed four webbed claws, and with its fat and swollen body, it looked round and bulging like a giant toad.
The terrifying old wounds between the scales and feathers proved the perilous situations it had once faced.