Roar!
A dragon's cry shook the Sea of Fog, and vast energy scattered the mist for thousands of miles.
Dazzling golden light streamed down, piercing through the fog like a rising sun. Within that golden radiance, an enormous dragon soared up from the sea, its dark-gold scales gleaming with a brilliant metallic luster beneath the sunlight.
The giant dragon crashed through the sunlight filling the sky, as though stars had scattered across heaven and earth, illuminating the gloomy Sea of Fog in blazing brilliance. Specks of golden light fell upon a figure seated cross-legged in the air.
"Peak of the sixth realm!"
Fang Mo looked up at the Desolate Poison Dragon, his eyes blazing.
After devouring the Saint-level origin, the Desolate Poison Dragon had actually condensed a physical form. It was no longer a battle soul, but a true Ancient Desolate Beast with a real body.
Its intelligence had begun to awaken. It was clearly evolving from a Myriad Beast Incarnation toward becoming a true lifeform.
"Once it completely refines the Saint-level origin, it may be able to advance directly to the Saint level!"
Feeling the Desolate Poison Dragon's aura, Fang Mo's heart surged. Its combat power far surpassed that Eight Claws. With this battle beast and his own strength combined, he would dare to face even a Saint-level opponent head-on. He might not even need to use the Ancestral Dragon Blade.
"It's time to return!"
With a thought from Fang Mo, the battle markings on his back lit up.
Roar!
The Desolate Poison Dragon released an earthshaking roar and turned into energy filling the sky, rushing toward Fang Mo below like ten thousand birds returning to their nest.
The enormous energy poured into Fang Mo's body. Dragon markings emerged across his skin, while the battle markings on his back