The bursting white flame started spreading across Shi Mu's left arm, burning his green robe away into ashes and exposing his upper torso.
His body glowed a faint light as if there was a plate of metallic luster, giving off the impression that his skin was made out of steel. His once-bulging muscles had now become much more compact and tight, giving the appearance of a metal-like endurance while simultaneously making him look a lot beefier and taller.
Those endowed with acute sensitivity would have easily sensed the undercurrent of an unrelenting power. All it needed was proper guidance to unleash that power like an eruption of a volcano.
Shi Mu's left arm had turned completely scorched-black as white flames blazed through its surface until new scarlet glyphs started forming through the flames like streams of flowing, searing lava.