This heavenly tribulation contained three kinds of destructive energy. The Heavenly Dao seemed intent on destroying an aberration like Fang Mo, who should never have existed.
The Nascent Soul Tribulation Realm cultivators felt their scalps prickle. Few of them believed they could withstand such power. Even the True Lords wore grave expressions.
Fang Mo slowly raised his head toward the sky, his eyes showing neither sorrow nor joy. Only upon entering the seventh realm of the Savage Body Refining Art had he truly set foot on the Savage Ancient Clan's path of cultivation. No one understood the strength of the savage ancient true body realm better than he did.
True dragon blood now flowed through his body. The true dragon's soul had fused with his ten-beast battle soul, granting him the innate power to command the laws of heaven and earth.
This was a different path from Golden Core and Nascent Soul Tribulation cultivation, one that brought him closer to the very source of heaven and earth.
Today, he would show the world the might of the Savage Ancient Clan. Blazing light shot from his eyes, and his blood began to boil, surging like magma.
"Battle Blood Boiling!"
Fang Mo's voice thundered. Countless blood-red markings abruptly covered his body, bursting with searing bloody light. His body grew yet again, his torso rising higher and his four legs thickening. Dragon markings emerged on his arms, as though transforming them into dragon limbs, and his eyes turned a dark, bloody red.
Fang Mo threw back his head and roared. His terrifying aura battered heaven and earth.
"Savage Dragon Tearing Heaven Hand!"
As he roared, a spectral image emerged, towering a thousand zhang high. Countless golden dragon battle marks appeared across it, making it resemble the manifested body of a war god. Its