The profound mysteries of various laws—Blood Rending, Blood Surge, Berserk, Frost Condensation, Soul Accumulation, and others—interwove within the white dragon's body. At the same time, the profound bloodline mysteries Lu Xiaotian had comprehended spread to every corner of the white dragon's body along with the surging blood qi.
The white dragon's body was like a pool of stagnant water, unable to stir up even the slightest ripple. However, neither Ao Ming nor Lu Xiaotian was the sort to give up easily. They continued making repeated attempts, again and again.
Amid this ceaseless exploration, the dark-skinned man's expression turned utterly gloomy. Though the dragon clan boy who had subdued him possessed a divine sense far less formidable than his own, its sheer volume was truly immense. His cultivation of blood-based law power was also extraordinary, clearly deeper than that of some Demon Race and dragon clan members he had encountered before, and he had delved further into it.
That fellow Ao Ming was quite decisive as well. With the two sides working together, they might truly awaken the vitality within the dragon body in a short time.
Once Lu Xiaotian succeeded, attention would naturally shift toward him. Though the chances of escaping this minor world were slim, if Lu Xiaotian were held back for a while longer, the mysterious man would at least have a few more chances to break out of this deadlock.
This search lasted a full five years, longer even than the time Lu Xiaotian had previously spent recovering from his injuries.
"It's in this area." After searching for so long, Lu Xiaotian finally locked onto a relatively secluded region within the white dragon's body. Or rather, the wisp of vitality Ao Ming had left within his body had been well protected by the dark cyan man. After