Yun Yantian, elder Tianshu, and the others did not put down the armor in their hands. Instead, they began to chant the secret language.
The secret language was difficult to understand, and the pronunciation was rather vague. Although Hei Xinjiu had a good memory, she could not clearly hear what they were chanting, so she could not remember it.
As they chanted, the armor in their hands flew up and combined together.
The moment they combined together, a dazzling light suddenly emitted. After the light dissipated, the armor had already changed its appearance.
Not only had it turned into the color of fire, but it had also completely lost the feeling of being cumbersome. The totem on it was flowing with light and colors, making people unable to take their eyes off it. Lie Yan had also changed into the color of fire.
Everyone kept exclaiming in admiration, especially those who had never seen totem armor before.
Even Yun Qianli’s face was filled with excitement.