C1879 Extreme Metamorphosis

Chu Xuan's eyes focused as he stood on the Bodhi Tree's leaves that were rolling and rippling with endless fragmented light spots. It was like a small boat drifting with the wind, on the verge of destruction, on the verge of collapse.

However, he was not afraid at all. His fists struck forward, and the fire dragon coiled around his soul circled around once