The Final Showdown

"How is that possible?!"

Liu Tianxing stared at the completely unharmed Lin Langtian, his face filled with shock as he could not help letting out a hoarse roar. His heart was in turmoil.

No matter how he thought about it, he could not understand why Lin Langtian had emerged completely unscathed after taking such a terrifying blow from him.

High in the sky, Lan Miaozu, Daji, and the others also drew in a sharp breath. Their eyes were filled with traces of horror as they looked at Lin Langtian.

Bang!

Before anyone could react, Lin Langtian suddenly stamped his foot. The incomparably sturdy Dragon Kun Divine Platform actually cracked apart beneath his feet.

Golden light flashed as his figure instantly shot into the sky.

He appeared directly before the Cold God Dharma Body, then threw back his head and let out a long roar. The cry was accompanied by the sounds of a dragon's roar and a kun's howl.

Brilliant dark-golden light erupted from within him. A true dragon phantom condensed before his chest, while behind him, the Kun Wings flapped and the Kun God cried out.

Dragon and kun cried in unison, and an ancient pressure immediately filled heaven and earth.

Even the Golden Dragon-Kun Platform trembled at this moment, as though responding to the cry of the Dragon-Kun.

"What... is that?"

Countless experts stared dumbfoundedly at the Dragon-Kun phantoms before and behind Lin Langtian. That ancient pressure was something ordinary members of the Dragon Race simply could not possess. It was the pressure of a true Dragon God and Kun God!

"The Dragon Kun Divine Body?!"

Lan Miaozu's lips parted slightly as she cried out in shock. Her normally pleasant voice had turned somewhat dry, and her beautiful eyes were filled with disbelief.

Daji, Yang Sha, and the