Furthermore, the auras emanating from Ziyou Guang, Tuomu Sheng, Ying Xuanque, Ying Xuanling, Jin Shen, Jin Yao, and the other dragons, along with the auras within the countless dragon souls, all converged toward the dragon phantom in the void.
At that moment, the Black Dragon felt that this dragon clan possessed an astonishing cohesion it had never had before.
"Lu Xiaoyou really is a rare genius. This is a dragon totem!" Even with the Black Dragon's mental composure, it could not help becoming agitated upon seeing the dragon phantom continuing to soar through the void. If a totem could be formed within a race, gathering the strength of the entire group, that would be a sign that the group was rising. Yet with only a few dozen dragons and those dragon souls before him, Lu Xiaotian had actually managed to form a dragon totem under such crude conditions. His methods were truly extraordinary.
With the Black Dragon's eyesight, it could naturally tell that the dragon totem Lu Xiaotian had cultivated had evolved from the Dragon-Wolf Totem. It had merely taken a different form.
The giant dragon phantom began to condense. When the radiance it cast enveloped them, the dragons became even more devout. It seemed they could sense the sincerity, vastness, benevolence, passion, fearlessness, and countless other qualities within the giant dragon phantom.
"Dragon totem! This is a dragon totem!" The low-ranking dragons present became wildly excited upon seeing the enormous dragon phantom in the void. The power of a totem had nothing to do with the size of a race. Only when a group's cohesion reached a certain level could its leader use special means to condense one.
In the past, whether they had sheltered under the Esoteric Buddhist Sect or the Dragon Palaces of the Four Seas, they