Golden light suddenly flared around Lu Chen on the Douhun Platform as the Golden Dragon King Bloodline within him was instantly roused!
"Roar—!"
A Dragon Roar erupted from within Lu Chen, making the surrounding air hum and tremble.
When Dai Mubai felt the Dragon Might radiating from Lu Chen, his already weakened face—thanks to his "impotence"—turned even paler. His body trembled uncontrollably, and even the white light of his Martial Soul Release flickered unsteadily.
Tang San watched Lu Chen's arms transform into Golden Dragon Claws, a grave look flashing across his eyes. He couldn't help praying, Teacher, please don't bet everything you have on this! We could end up losing everything at the last moment!
Lu Chen's eyes abruptly lit up. His once-black pupils were completely swallowed by dazzling golden light, and a vertical slit slowly formed deep within each iris. In the blink of an eye, his eyes became the cold, imposing eyes of a dragon.
The instant Dai Mubai met those golden dragon eyes, he felt as if a colossal dragon had fixed its gaze on him. Before he knew it, cold sweat had soaked his back.
At the same time, a faint glow from her Martial Soul lit up around Zhu Zhuqing.
At some point, a strand of clear moonlight had wound around her body, sliding over her clothes and down to the tips of her hair.
Her eyes instantly turned silver-gray, and a pair of fluffy black cat ears emerged from her hair. The silver-white tuft at each tip seemed dusted with moonlight as the ears gave a light twitch;
the black cat tail behind her unfurled quietly, and when its tip swept across the ground, it left behind the faintest trace of silver light.
"Xiao San, keep the Golden Dragon occupied. Once I take out