Xuantian thought for a moment and took out a blood crystal. Its karmic force and violent aura had been purified, leaving only pure power.
With a wave of his hand, he shattered the crystal. A beam of blood-red light shot into the old dragon's body.
"Roar!"
A tremendous dragon's roar erupted from the oasis, shaking the entire Sacred Mountain of the Dragon Race.
The old dragon's aura was staggering, as though countless ancient giants had descended at once and shaken heaven and earth.
Across Dragon Island, the roars of Savage Dragons and the howls of ancient Hong Huang beasts rose and fell. The whole island was in an uproar.
The blood-red light vanished in a flash, and the old dragon's roar stopped.
He seemed transformed. As though nourished by the essence of life, he looked much more vigorous, and his aura had grown substantially stronger.
"It seems I won't have to enter the graveyard after all. Perhaps I can hold on until the seal is broken." The old dragon's aged voice echoed through the oasis. Then he lowered his head to look at Xuantian. "That blood light contained incredibly pure energy. Thank you for extending my lifespan—and for helping me break through to the third heaven."
"Heh, it's only the third heaven. You still have a long road ahead. The path to becoming a Stone Person King or a Supreme Ancestral God still awaits you."
The old dragon shook his head without speaking. Only after a long while did he say, "I know what you mean, but taking that step is extraordinarily difficult.
"You can see so much. I imagine you've already reached that level yourself, but far too few have succeeded."
Beyond the Ancestral God realm lay the realms of Stone Person King and Supreme Ancestral God. Countless geniuses