Lu Yang's qi and blood had manifested as a dragon—and it was a true dragon!
This was something no one had expected.
The true dragon of qi and blood shot into the sky, its body bearing five claws and covered in golden scales!
"Roar!"
The golden dragon circled once above the void, and a clear, resounding Dragon's Roar rang across the heavens.
In an instant, dark clouds gathered in the sky, and lightning flashed and thunder rumbled.
Splash, splash, splash!
Splash, splash, splash!
Suddenly, a torrential rain poured down from the heavens.
The many martial artists watched in awe.
"This Marquis Wu'an can actually alter the weather with his martial arts alone. What incredible power!" one martial artist exclaimed, deeply shaken.
Eighth-realm powerhouses had another name: the Heaven and Earth Realm!
That was because, upon reaching this level, martial artists truly gained the power to turn clouds with a flip of the hand and bring rain with a twist of the wrist.
They could not only topple mountains and sever peaks, changing the courses of rivers and streams; they could also summon wind and rain within a limited area and reshape the heavens and earth through their own power.
Thus, this ability to alter the weather over a limited area was generally considered a power only Venerables could possess.
Yet Lu Yang, a King-level martial artist, had accomplished it with ease.
And what he had used wasn't even the blade art he excelled at most!
"If he can alter the weather with nothing but the path of qi and blood, just how powerful would he be if he used the blade art he's best at?" At that moment, every martial artist taking part in the examination felt a tremor in their heart.
Even Li Chenliang's expression grew rather grim.
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