The flickering spiritual lights were the strange radiance unleashed when Immortal Dao powerhouses drove their immortal arts, divine abilities, and magical treasures to their utmost limits in life-and-death battles against Heavenly Demons!
Roar!
On an immortal mountain not far from Gourd Mountain, a dragon's roar that made all beasts tremble rang out. Cao Ren had already transformed into his true dragon body.
His form was long and majestic, every dragon scale gleaming with five-colored mist. Yet as a whole, his dragon body was not a riot of colors, but instead leaned toward the hue of the heavens. From afar, only a faint trace could be seen, as though he had melded into heaven and earth.
As Cao Ren moved his body and soared through the clouds, layers of dark clouds swiftly gathered overhead. Before long, wind and rain raged, while lightning serpents spread through the sky.
True dragons possessed an innate racial divine ability to summon clouds and spread rain. Once Cao Ren transformed from human form into dragon form, controlling the surrounding weather was as effortless as breathing. Yet he still felt the wind and rain were not grand enough, the thunder not fierce enough. His massive head swayed repeatedly as he began chanting the Crimson Flame Sect's wind-summoning, rain-calling art.
"Supreme Origin's Vast Master, essence of thunder and fire, bind yin and gather yang to guard the City of Thunder. Lord Guan's wind and fire ascend the Abyssal Court, stir the winds, raise the lightning, awaken the hidden spirits... By decree: wind, come! Rain, come! Thunder and lightning, descend!"
Bolstered by both divine ability and spell, the black clouds grew ever lower, as though layer upon layer of mountain ranges had blanketed the sky;
The violent wind and torrential rain became ever more immense, pouring down from the