A Holy Fire with only a shell and no core was worlds apart from the Divine Dragon before them.
Huo Wu had heard Quan Yi's assessment of Holy Fire before, saying he was still only a half-finished product wearing the shell of a God King.
At the time, to be honest, Huo Wu had thought Quan Yi's assessment was overly cautious.
But after seeing the divine might released by the complete Dark Gold Dragon God, Huo Wu felt her own relative insignificance before it.
Although it had not yet reached the height of the Dragon Phoenix Goddess, even so, without relying on a Divine Artifact, Huo Wu could not imagine herself defeating it.
And this was only the separated Dark Golden Dragon God Armor. Quan Yi himself had also received tremendous tempering during this Lightning Tribulation.
There was no reason for his martial soul to have evolved while he himself did not grow stronger along with it.
When the two of them worked together, the increase in power was absolutely—"Sorry, Mistress. It was my first time controlling the Dragon Core, and I didn't get the force right."
The Dark Gold Dragon God apologized to Huo Wu in Quan Yi's childhood voice, its tone carrying a guileless, simple innocence.
The aura it had released outward was quickly restrained because of this.
Each divided Dragon Soul possessed a particular emphasis in personality, or rather, a single trait expressed in an especially prominent way.
However, when Huo Wu saw the very plain yet perfectly normal emotional color contained within the Dark Gold Dragon God's pair of Dragon Pupils, she could not help but marvel at the degree of evolution of the Dragon Soul itself.
"I'm fine. I'm not that fragile."
Huo Wu withdrew the powerful Moonlight Protective Barrier around her, then looked toward