Bai Xiao only had time to take a quick glance.
His mind was bombarded with waves of memories and information. What normally required years or even decades of training, he digested and controlled in this moment.
The next second, hunger and weakness surged over him, sweeping through every corner of his body. Bai Xiao suppressed them and then slowly stood up.
He stepped out of the tub and stood at the very center of the secret room.
Drops of water slipped between the gaps of his highly tensed muscles.
Outlining a hard curve of strength and beauty.
However, at some point, the falling water droplets silently evaporated midway. More and more droplets failed to fall.
Bai Xiao stood immovable like a steel tower.
With his arms slightly drooping, his fists slowly clenched.
His body was roped with muscles, steel-like tendons twisted and stretched beneath his skin. A massive, fiery heat emanated from the surface of his skin, forming a barely visible, pale white stream of air.