For a long while.
Jiang Ning rose to his feet, a blood-red Crimson Dragon baring its fangs above his head as if roaring.
The transformation of his body was nearing its end. He clenched his fists, and thunder boomed within him as surging power billowed like a boundless sea.
"My physical body is even stronger now!"
He murmured under his breath, his eyes gleaming.
He immediately closed his eyes. At once, he saw countless streaks of Golden Light flickering within his blood, like countless golden rivers rushing forward.
"After the Eighth Blood Exchange, one can step into the realm of an Invincible Grandmaster."
The thought flashed through his mind. He could sense that the source of his strength now lay in the Light Gold blood flowing through his body.
Within his blood, billions upon billions of golden particles shimmered.
The existence of this blood granted his body tremendous vitality. It continued nourishing his physical form, allowing his physique to undergo yet another transformation.
I wonder how strong I am now?
Jiang Ning opened his eyes, thoughts stirring in his heart.
Then.
He extended the index finger of his right hand toward the front, and a drop of Light Gold blood condensed at his fingertip.
"Master!!!" Linglong immediately emerged from the lake, her voice crisp and clear.
"Wait," Jiang Ning said flatly.
As his words fell.
The golden blood condensed at his fingertip promptly dripped down.
It struck the ground with heavy force.
Plop!
The blood splattered, then seeped into the earth's surface and sank into the soil.
The next moment.
He saw the grass beneath his feet—grass Linglong had just cut down—growing wildly. In the blink of an eye, it reached the height of his knees.
"Master, that's such a waste!!" Linglong leaped out of the lake and landed on