Ten Emperors

A torrent surged within his body.

The result was good, but the process was rather strange.

His skin had not grown dragon scales, but his blood vessels, inside and out, were covered in microscopic structures resembling dragon scales.

His blood glimmered with specks of silver, like starlight mixed into it at first glance.

The structures of many blood cells had also undergone subtle changes.

Zhou Leng even had the illusion that his blood cells were transforming in the direction of stars.

These brand-new enhancements to his blood vessels and blood meant his body could mobilize greater power in a shorter time.

He first slowly circulated his blood, familiarizing himself with his new body as he walked forward step by step.

At first, unfamiliar with it, his body swayed slightly.

After walking more than a dozen steps, his stride grew smoother and smoother.

The Demigod Dragons watched this scene with disappointment written all over their faces.

Crimson Eye in particular had a stiff smile. The husband she had practically gotten her hands on had flown away.

Unwilling to give up, the Dragon priest asked, "Your Excellency Speaker, how do you feel?"

"Excellent," Zhou Leng said.

"Did anything unusual happen during the dragon transformation?" he continued probing.

"Something unusual? Yes. My blood vessels underwent dragon-scale transformation, and my blood is stronger than before. It has surpassed the scope of the Giant Dragon Blood Extraordinary Body. It should count as a High Dragon Blood Extraordinary Body."

"Nothing else?"

"Probably nothing else," Zhou Leng said.

The dragons could not hide their disappointment. The Dragon priest had no choice but to force a smile. "Congratulations, Your Majesty, on obtaining new power. However, you have publicly stated that you have not fully absorbed that power. I suggest you cultivate quietly on Dragon Mountain for a few