Pure and mighty draconic totem power washed through his body again and again. Although the power came from countless dragons and seemed to have a complicated source, every strand of it held the purest longing for the Dragon Race to rise once more among the many realms.
Lu Xiaotian's body had once been divided into five parts. They had gradually reunited through his later experiences, but when the Dragon-Slaying Guillotine had cut him apart back then, the severed areas had inevitably been left with hidden dangers.
The last time he had forced Honghao Heavenly Emperor and Rain Transformation Immortal Emperor back with his own strength and wounded them both, he had seemed incomparably overbearing. In reality, after the dragon essence and the power of laws within his body had circulated to a certain degree, Lu Xiaotian had felt a slight stagnation.
Now, he guided the totem power through his body, where it crisscrossed like rivers.
Under the repeated cleansing of the totem power, that feeling of stagnation faded bit by bit. Lu Xiaotian's body felt warm and comfortable, as though he were soaking in a hot spring, and he thoroughly enjoyed his current state.
Lu Xiaotian raised both hands and slowly lifted them upward. The Void Sky Sub-Cauldrons slowly revolved in his hands.
Endless seawater, dragon aura, totem power, and the various auras of laws drifting between heaven and earth converged madly toward Lu Xiaotian.
As wind and clouds surged, the outline of a huge city gradually took shape. The city floated in the void, with white clouds as its foundation, Dragon Race totems as its bones, spatial power as its wings, and countless other laws interwoven across the framework of this enormous city.
The image of the entire city gradually grew fuller. Amid the mighty totem power, the giant