Saitama's Final Three Minutes

The changes in appearance alone were not the end; the dragon soul was changing as well.

At this moment, Lan Mu's soul was no longer a muddled mass, but had taken on a tangible form. The lifelike dragon soul was equally imposing.

And the Dragon Pearl from the ancient dragon race finally began to shake violently.

With every tremor, it released an energy of utmost purity, cleansing Lan Mu's dragon soul and dragon body.

Countless inheritances pierced into his dragon soul. This gift was somewhat like the chips in Amun people's brains, allowing him to directly possess an entire civilization's knowledge and technology without the need for a learning process.

Apart from things that varied from person to person and required personal comprehension, all of the dragon race's Rune Technology, developed to its peak, was instilled into Lan Mu.

His dragon body, meanwhile, also began to show signs of transformation.

Strictly speaking, Lan Mu's dragon was somewhat different from the dragon race's dragons—or rather, they were not products of the same worldview.

But no matter what, dragons had a fundamental connection in some sense, regardless of the worldview. At the informational level, a certain part of them was the same.

That was why Long Xingge had acknowledged Lan Mu as a dragon, and why the Dragon Pearl recognized Lan Mu's bloodline.

At this moment, the Dragon Pearl also bestowed upon Lan Mu's divine dragon body some Innate Abilities developed by generations of dragon ancestors.

Snake-like patterns rapidly appeared across countless dense dragon scales. They seemed a little like natural markings, yet also somewhat like runes.

In an instant, Lan Mu's dragon body became incredibly dazzling and unfathomably mysterious.

Why was the dragon race powerful? They did not rely solely on talent. They had worked tremendously hard to develop their civilization