True Dragon Battle Technique
The Azure Dragon reached out with a claw, and the claw shadow swept across the void, heavy as a mountain. Yet the Azure Dragon's gaze remained grave, as though dissatisfied with this strike. At that moment, the dragon pearl filled his mind with countless ways for demon creatures to unleash a claw.
Tens of thousands of claw shadows surged through the Azure Dragon's mind. He repeatedly lashed out with his claw, yet always felt that something was wrong—including the Azure Dragon Probing Claw technique he had comprehended before. Even that had now been overturned by Lu Xiaotian.
A simple claw technique now underwent tens of millions of transformations under the dragon pearl's evolution. It seemed that this single claw could evolve into the variations of countless Demon Race techniques, or gather ten thousand transformations into one, or turn one into ten thousand.
The Azure Dragon suddenly understood. The dragon battle techniques he had once tried so hard to study had been so shallow. His true-dragon body had been forged through countless battles with the Demon Race, through devouring and fusing countless demon souls. It had an ancient origin. True-dragon battle techniques, too, had to break free from the countless techniques of the Demon Race and produce that divine strike beyond life itself at the moment between life and death. Within the Demon-Suppressing Tower, dragon roars rang out in wave after wave.
The phantoms of Lu Xiaotian fighting and exchanging spells with numerous members of the Demon Race in the past spilled out from the dragon pearl into the space within the tower.
The Flame Dragon sensed the Azure Dragon's aura climbing steadily from the side. That vast, majestic dragon might nearly crushed her to the ground. She was a member of the Dragon Race as well,