Wang Yang!
That's right!
The giant that appears before Chen Yi, resembling the Barbarian King, has a string of heads hanging in front of and behind him, unmistakably topped with the likeness of "Wang Yang".
However, compared to the University Scholar of Kyoto Academy, he now lacks any trace of elegance, only madness and bloodlust remain.
Moreover, in those crimson eyes, aside from madness, there's vaguely an "eagle" mark, flickering intermittently.
"He, is he Wang Yang? The University Scholar of Kyoto Academy?"
On the crimson steps, Wen Renying looks at the tall giant that suddenly appeared, unable to associate him with a scholar at all.
"If the gentlemen of the academy saw him looking like this, they would probably be angry enough to come and slay him, wouldn't they?"
"But how did he become like this?"
Chen Yi ignores her questions, feeling the not-so-strong power of divine will around him—Divine Power Taotie—and his eyes grow colder.
