Bai Yujun gritted her teeth and held on, helplessly watching her cultivation soar.
In a daze, she entered a mysterious state. Her body seemed to merge with the mountain range stretching ten thousand miles; every pulse of the dragon blood flowing through her veins shook those ten-thousand-mile mountains, and every exhalation raised winds across the Vast Land...
Thick and heavy, steady and calm—perhaps this was a true dragon vein, with a dragon giving it spirit.
She had a wondrous illusion, as though she wished to follow that profound and unfathomable rhythm, becoming the earth, becoming the natural world that bore all living things.
That feeling was more marvelous than becoming immortal—without sorrow, without joy, without fear.
Bai Yujun sensed it briefly, then ignored it. No matter when, Bai Yujun had always wanted to be herself.
The energies of earth and metal were too heavy.
Even the body of a Mythical True Dragon felt weary. The crushing energy kept her entire body taut; her Dragon Tendon and dragon bones continuously strengthened to resist the pressure, her Dragon Heart throbbed violently, and her dragon blood turned scorching hot before being cooled by the Taiyin Star's pure yin energy. The pressure was simply too immense. Perhaps only Bai Yujun could endure such vast power.
The greater the pressure, the greater the progress. Forced onward by this harsh environment, Bai Yujun constantly improved, while the flaws accumulated from her former excessively rapid growth were washed over and tempered again and again.
Within this fiery-red world, the reach of dragon might rapidly expanded...
The firmament.
The Star Dou Great Formation sank deeper and deeper.
The stars filling the sky shone with blinding brilliance, their flickering too rapid for the intervals to be seen.
Earthquakes frequently struck many stars, splitting them apart everywhere.
The few Star