Dragon Roar Starfall

In the blink of an eye, another half year passed.

The grand Imperial Palace the dragon race had built for Lin Feng.

Inside the secret chamber, Lin Feng remained utterly focused. Above the cauldron floated a large saber.

It was covered in dense, profound runes.

There was not a single blank spot.

The saber was half as long as Lin Feng was tall, thick and heavy, entirely golden. Fine dragon scales covered the hilt, while several blood grooves ran along the blade!

Cold light continuously flashed from its edge; one glance was enough to tell how incomparably sharp it was!

After Lin Feng carved the final rune, the treasured saber instantly released an enormous radiance.

A dragon's roar resounded throughout the Coiled Dragon Secret Realm!

A massive pressure spread in all directions.

The dragons cultivating all sensed a powerful pressure carrying the aura of the Dragon Emperor!

Their bodies could not help trembling!

Their entire bodies went limp, and they could not stop themselves from wanting to kneel.

Especially the young dragon maidservants within the palace, whose lovely faces turned pale with fright.

Their bodies collapsed to the ground!

The many dragons looked at one another.

Fortunately, that wave of pressure came quickly and vanished just as quickly!

With a single finger, Lin Feng made the treasured saber's pressure draw inward.

Then, the treasured saber flew into Lin Feng's hand.

Lin Feng ran his right hand across the blade. Blood flowed out and seeped into it.

He bound it to himself once more!

Nine stars flickered in and out of sight upon it.

Once all the blood had been absorbed, Lin Feng's Mental Connection with the treasured saber became even clearer!

With a clang, Lin Feng flicked the blade with one finger, and the treasured saber gave off a deep,