877 Chapter 871: Mortal Saint Alchemist, Transcendent Foundation

Thrumm! 

Wroo! Wroo! Wroo!

Wei Wuyin's eyes opening coincided with several deep, unfathomable sounds that felt as if space was being spun about in a controlled manner. From his entire body, pulsating spatial energy spewed to distort the surrounding fixed space. 

The surrounding space soon began to ripple, pushing further and further out as he became the epicenter of the rippling phenomenon. Wei Wuyin held that hand-seal, his pupils lost its dark color, becoming a rich silver color. With this change, his iris and pupils had become entirely silver, exuding a strange, alluring light.