Lin Xuan gazed wordlessly within his body, only to see the Divine Dragon Shadow open its mouth and swallow a surge of blood-red power.
In that instant, the bloodline within Lin Xuan's body stirred to life. The Divine Dragon Shadow also ceased its agitation, lying down comfortably and going dormant.
"Dragon Vein Resonance!"
Lin Xuan unleashed his Divine Power and clearly sensed that the power he could resonate with had increased. His bloodline had also grown slightly.
"It seems I still need a great quantity of Dragon Essence!"
As he pondered, Wuming stirred once more.
Lin Xuan hurriedly gathered his thoughts. With a thought, he entered the Soul Suppressing Pagoda. The foundational art of Divine Descent of the Nine Heavens emerged in his mind, and Lin Xuan entered a state of comprehending the art.
Time flew by. Only an instant had passed in the outside world, but eight million years had already passed within the Soul Suppressing Pagoda. His cultivation time was once again nearing its end, with only 3.2 million years remaining.
Yet by now, Divine Descent of the Nine Heavens had advanced from minute comprehension to initial insight. Lin Xuan's understanding of the true self had undergone a fundamental leap.
The instant his consciousness returned to his body, Wuming at Lin Xuan's side trembled. It had actually condensed into something almost tangible, immortal light surging around its body, ethereal and untainted by the mortal world.
"Still devastatingly handsome!"
"As expected of me!"
Lin Xuan looked at Wuming. It was formless and invisible to others, but he could see it clearly.
Night quietly descended. Even the Ancient Secret Realm had night, entirely due to the laws once established by the True Self Supreme with overwhelming power.
"You are far stronger than I am!"
Even Qin Yourong, arrogant as she