Within the mountain, surging dragon energy continuously burst from the earth and flowed into Zhou Tong's body.
This dragon energy was not merely earthly dragon energy—it was Dragon Yuan, and even Ancestral Dragon Essence.
No one knew how many tens of thousands of years Dragon Island had existed, nor how many tens of thousands of years the dragon race had dwelled here. Across the generations, countless dragons had fallen here, and even some Ancestral Dragons had been buried in this place.
Although the vast majority of these things had been consumed when the Innate Ancestral Dragon was conceived, for Zhou Tong, who had only just been born, even a single remnant thread of Dragon Yuan or Ancestral Dragon Essence was enough to bring about a complete transformation.
The increasingly dense Dragon Yuan and dragon energy gradually liquefied, eventually forming a viscous seven-colored liquid over Zhou Tong's body. A faint fragrant aroma also began to drift through the air.
All of it continuously surged into Zhou Tong's body, cleansing his flesh.
It was a marvelous sight. This dragon energy, Dragon Yuan, and even Ancestral Dragon Essence were like the sweet dew of a Divine Spring, nourishing Zhou Tong's body, tempering his flesh, and seizing the fortune of heaven and earth.
Bathed in the nearly liquefied Seven-Colored Divine Light, the azure dragon scales covering Zhou Tong's body glimmered brilliantly. The Dragon Yuan, dragon energy, and even Ancestral Dragon Essence all entered his body, rumbling within him.
At this moment, his entire body shone, azure radiance blooming all over him as though he were about to ascend to immortality.
At the same time, ripples spread from within his body. Every bone in Zhou Tong's body crackled explosively, his flesh and blood pulsed, and his azure dragon scales trembled, producing divine sounds like clashing