At the entrance to the Dragon Soul, it felt like he had swallowed a tough chunk of meat full of sinew—impossible to chew, and harsh on the throat.
But Mo Hua's Divine Thought had already reached Golden Core Formation, and he had also completed the pure gold Daoization. It was worlds apart from an ordinary cultivator's Divine Consciousness. Compared to before, it had risen to an even higher level.
The violent dragon power raged through his body.
Mo Hua mobilized the pure gold origin, transforming it into powerful Thought Power. Like a millstone, it ground the Dragon Soul bit by bit and swallowed it into his stomach. A powerful, blazing force scorched his throat.
The powerful Dragon Soul coursed throughout his entire body.
Its unruly Divine Thought was like a violent Flood Dragon, rushing wildly through him, charging left and right.
Mo Hua simply activated the Supreme Void Divine Sense Sword Transformation Art as well, joining it with array techniques, spells, and pure gold divine power to grind down the Dragon Thought within him. For a time, his divine body shone pure gold from head to toe, dazzlingly brilliant, impossible to look at directly.
The powerful Dragon Soul also radiated astonishing pressure, making the scalps of all the Great Wilderness nobles in the hall tingle.
After an unknown amount of time, the Dragon Soul's aura vanished. Mo Hua opened his eyes, smacked his lips as he savored the aftertaste, and muttered softly:
"It didn't really taste like anything..."
But he was very full.
Mo Hua felt a mouthful of Dragon Qi lodged in his chest and could not help letting out a burp.
The burp boomed like wind and thunder, carrying a Dragon Roar that shook the entire Dragon Hall.
Within the Dragon Hall, all the surrendered Great Wilderness descendants