When it was all done, Fang Zhou stood in place, quietly sensing the power surging within him. At this moment, holding the enhanced Corpse Long Spear and clad in armor inlaid with White Bone Stone, he exuded an undeniably powerful aura.
Fang Zhou clenched his fists, feeling a surging power deep in his bones, like magma roiling underground, ready to erupt. His former Bone Claws had been barren and weak, thin and frail. Now, they had transformed into two Bone Fists brimming with destructive power. Each finger bone was like forged steel, incredibly hard.
