Bai Xiao immediately assumed the stance of the Lion Heart Fist.
His entire body's center of gravity sank, one hand claw-shaped, feignedly grasping forward. The other hand swept horizontally to the left side, forming a fist. The movements were wide and expansive, fiercely extraordinary.
It indeed gave off the impression of a Lion King surveying the plains.
As his movements fell into place, the lion heart within his body and the essence of the medicinal herbs were activated, like an invisible scorching liquid, sweeping through every corner and cell of his body. His skin turned slightly red, and all his pores opened up.
An invisible aura, domineering and majestic, enveloped Bai Xiao's form.
He immediately swung his fists into the air ahead of him, emitting tearing whooshing sounds.
Qi surged, striking against the walls and floor of the secret chamber, kicking up trails of dust. The continuous sounds finally ceased at a certain moment.