With the help of the Yin-Yang Harmony Flower and the Tyrant Dragon Soul Spirit, Tang Wulin's boiling blood gradually calmed. The Yin-Yang Qi continuously cleansed his body, causing the blood-red color in his Sea of Consciousness to slowly fade.
Tang Wulin's mind gradually settled, and the energy that had been attacking the Thirteenth Golden Dragon King Seal finally receded as well. Even though cracks had already appeared in the Thirteenth Seal, the assault was ultimately halted, preventing true destruction from arriving.
Within his Sea of Consciousness, Tang Wulin let out a breath as though he had survived a calamity. He truly had not expected the Golden Dragon King's Twelfth Seal to be so terrifying!
How had he even survived when the Eleventh Seal had been unsealed before?
"This time, I really have the Tyrant Dragon Soul Spirit and the Yin-Yang Harmony Flower to thank."
As he said that, Tang Wulin could not help glancing at his Soul Spirit, the Tyrant Dragon.
At that moment, the Tyrant Dragon Soul Spirit looked completely different from when he had first seen her.
A pair of enormous golden Dragon Wings unfurled. When those huge wings spread open, they seemed capable of blotting out the sky. Diamond-shaped Golden Scales covered them, radiating brilliant light.
If the Bloodline Power Tang Wulin gave off was like the radiance of the morning sun, then the aura emanating from the Tyrant Dragon at that moment was like the noonday sun.
"So strong. In terms of Bloodline Power, she has probably surpassed me already."
Tang Wulin narrowed his eyes. The first nine seals of the Golden Dragon King had contained only minute amounts of power. The latter nine were the true bloodline.
Tang Wulin could be said to have completely absorbed the power of the first four seals, which was