Five Dragons Playing with a Pearl

"This is the legendary Nine-Headed Dragon King!"

"Such powerful Dragon Might—it could subdue ten thousand dragons. No wonder it was called the Dragon King."

"Of course it was powerful. The Nine-Headed Dragon King was the leader of the Dragon Race in ancient times, even standing above humanity back then. It was later slain through the combined efforts of humanity, and only by exhausting all of humanity's strength was this branch of the Dragon Race exterminated. The Nine-Headed Dragon King lineage no longer exists."

"Alas, what a heartbreaking shame. It was clearly an inheritance of our Long Family, yet it fell into the hands of an outsider like Fan Lang. We descendants have truly failed our ancestors."

"There is nothing we can do. Even the clan leader agreed to it. Besides, Fan Lang has Flame Dragon Academy behind him, and his master is the illustrious Heavenly Gifted Pill Saint. We cannot afford to offend him. We cannot turn against him over a single inheritance."

The Long Family members buzzed with discussion. Some marveled, while others sighed in sorrow.

Whether they accepted it or not, this Bloodline Inheritance had fallen into Fan Lang's hands.

Fan Lang laughed proudly in midair and checked his total combat power in Dragon King Form. It had actually reached two hundred thousand points, setting a new record.

If I fought Bai Ze again, even if I couldn't defeat it, I wouldn't lose. At the very least, I could force a draw.

Fan Lang had a rough understanding of his strength after transforming and could feel the tremendous improvement.

He was now steadily approaching the strength of a Mystic God.

When he landed, the Old Clan Leader came forward and said with a bitter smile, "Today, I truly feel both joy and sorrow. I am glad that you