Eight Star Dou Zun

Inside the secret chamber, blood energy swirled around Xiao Heng. He circulated the technique, refining the immense energy within his body before channeling it into himself.

Dragon scales had long since emerged, and the wings on his back had spread open. As power flowed into him, both the dragon scales and wings began to emit a radiant glow.

After refining a body for Old Yao, Xiao Heng went back into seclusion to refine the power within him. In his middle dantian, the winged golden dragon continuously circled the Golden Core. With every breath it took, the power it contained grew ever stronger.

Aside from the Golden Core, that power continued to merge into Xiao Heng's body, becoming his own strength.

At last, the power within Xiao Heng seemed to reach a certain critical point.

"Bang...!"

A muffled boom rang out as immense power shattered that barrier. A powerful pressure descended and spread outward. Had Xiao Heng not set up spatial barriers in advance, this secret chamber would likely have completely collapsed. Even so, the space around him cracked open like a spiderweb, and the aura of black void continuously seeped out.

This process lasted nearly five or six minutes. At a certain moment, Xiao Heng slowly opened his eyes. A sharp glint flashed through them and vanished, while his aura swiftly withdrew.

As he opened his eyes, the dragon scales and wings receded. Xiao Heng excitedly clenched his fist, and powerful energy gathered in his hand.

"Seven Star Dou Zun!"

The power gradually withdrew, the shattered space around him slowly healed, and his formidable aura quickly faded away.

Not yet thirty years old, Xiao Heng had already reached the level of a Seven Star Dou Zun. Such speed was simply terrifying.

There were likely only a handful of Seven Star