Dragon of the End

The wind and snow of the Far North lost their sound in that instant.

Yu Xiaoheng stood at the center of the collapsed glacier.

With every breath he drew and exhaled, fine black cracks tore open in the air.

Level Ninety-Five Soul Power surged through his meridians, like an angry tide battering a newly born embankment.

He lowered his head and looked at his hands.

Fine dragon scales covered his palms, their Nine-Colored luster intertwining with a dark purple glow, forming a strange yet perfect balance.

A mortal shell had transformed into an ultimate physical body that surpassed the limits of Gods.

The Dragon of the End Martial Soul within him was cheering.

It longed for its final transformation.

Yu Xiaoheng closed his eyes and guided the Austin Griffin origin he had just devoured within his body.

This origin of the law of destruction became the fiercest catalyst.

The Dragon of the End Martial Soul changed violently, revealing an entirely new form.

In the void, a massive Dragon Shadow emerged. Its body solidified, like a true primordial behemoth.

The dragon's head was held high, two purple-gold Dragon Horns thrusting diagonally toward the heavens, wreathed in an undying Heavenly Punishment Purple Fire. The purple flames no longer raged and spilled outward, but slowly flowed along the spiral patterns on the horns, like liquid.

The dragon scales were the deepest dark purple, and the edge of each scale was inlaid with a Nine-Colored halo.

It was the fusion of creation and destruction.

Ultimate Lightning turned into Gold-Blue arcs, leaping across its dragon wings.

Ultimate flames turned into golden-red Fire Patterns, burning across its dragon belly.

Ultimate frost and water gathered into crystalline armor upon its dragon claws.

Patterns of light and darkness crisscrossed along its dragon spine, forming a sacred yet sinister