Secondly, Meng Zhao's qi and blood were more vigorous than ever before, surging like a boundless, majestic sea, vast and limitless. Though his physical strength had not increased, his overall condition had clearly improved, and his energy seemed as though it would never run dry.
After sensing this, Meng Zhao concluded that he could now use Purple Pole Returning Origin once without suffering any side effects. It was as if an inexhaustible blood-producing organ had appeared within his body, continuously generating vital blood for him, allowing the qi and blood throughout his body to twist into a single force and transform into a true dragon of qi and blood. His foundation had greatly strengthened.
No, this should be the change in potential brought about by my first Eclosion. There must be another reason behind it as well.
Meng Zhao faintly sensed that the changes the Eclosion Worm had brought to his body were far more than this and still needed to be tested.
However, he had now accomplished his initial goal: merging the Eclosion Worm with himself into one whole.
If he truly encountered some enormous upheaval or a life-and-death crisis in the future, perhaps he would reap an unexpected transformation.
At that thought, Meng Zhao was in high spirits. He walked to the western wall of the quiet chamber, opened the wardrobe against it, took out a full set of clothes he had prepared beforehand, and dressed himself neatly. Only after transforming back into a graceful young man did he have Flood Dragon Little Nine turn into a black band once more and coil around his waist.
With a creak, Meng Zhao pushed open the door to the quiet chamber. He saw Niu Dali, the brawny man standing bare-chested before the door, his knotted muscles bulging, silently waiting for