Under the utterly shocked gazes of Venerable Feng and the others.
Within that vast Six-Colored Thundercloud, as it continuously devoured Thunder Force, a faint layer of purplish-gold radiance gradually appeared over the Dragon Bear's body. An incomparably powerful dragon's might slowly spread outward and pressed down.
Moreover, beside the eight fur patterns on its chest, something seemed to be wriggling. There were even faint signs that the Ninth Dragon Pattern was about to emerge!
Hiss~
At this sight, Venerable Feng and the others could not help but draw sharp breaths in unison, their hearts roiling with monstrous waves.
Dragon patterns represented strength. Eight dragon patterns meant the eighth stage!
They also represented one's bloodline!
If the Ninth Dragon Pattern truly emerged successfully before everyone's eyes, would that not mean this Dragon Bear was about to enter the ninth stage, become a Saint, and transform into the legendary Nine-Stage Supreme Demonic Bear?!
Could everyone really be about to witness the birth of a Saint-Level Magical Beast today?!
Beneath the thunderclouds.
Atop a lush mountain peak lay a huge, flat slab of bluestone.
Wei Yang sat cross-legged on a cushion atop the bluestone. Before him stood the dark-red Myriad Beast Cauldron, blazing fiercely within.
Not far to the side, Xian'er was also sitting cross-legged, with a Bronze Medicine Cauldron burning fiercely before her as well.
Xian'er looked up at Xiong Zhan amid the thunderclouds overhead, her beautiful eyes filled with surprise. "It was only less than half a drop of Dragon Emperor Heart Essence Blood. Could it really allow Xiong Zhan to step directly into the Saint realm?"
As soon as the words left her mouth, she could not help shaking her head, feeling that it was impossible.
After all, before Xiong Zhan fused with that less than half-drop of Dragon Emperor