The Ancient Hymn

The energy spewed from the Demon Realm Dragon's mouth, the instant it touched Piccolo's body, climbed and intertwined along the dark black demonic markings on his skin at an incredible speed.

In just a few breaths, it formed an enormous oval cocoon of light in the center of the Lookout, roughly three meters tall and glowing with pure golden radiance.

The cocoon was neither metal nor stone, but existed in the form of an extraordinarily dense energy crystal.

Dark red demonic markings flowed and writhed continuously across its golden shell like living veins.

From within the cocoon came the faint, deeply muffled roar of Demon Realm energy.

Standing closer, one could clearly hear the dull, strange sounds of bones reforming and bloodlines widening from inside the cocoon.

Countless scarlet ancient demonic markings crawled and flowed up from the bottom of the golden shell like living vines.

Every flicker of those markings matched the rhythm of Piccolo's heartbeat within the cocoon.

The ritual had entered its most crucial stage.

Aki took two steps back, widening the distance between herself and the cocoon.

She closed her breathtakingly beautiful eyes.

The next second, a divine aura far beyond mortal comprehension erupted violently from her petite body.

Her white petal priestess robe billowed without wind, fluttering sharply.

Aki's entire body floated lightly into the air, actively transforming into the pure energy form of Goddess mode.

When she opened her eyes again, no impurities could be seen in her pupils. They were completely filled with purple light brilliant to the extreme.

Behind her, the phantom of the Ancient Hydrangea Tree, which represented the Dragon Clan's Life Origin, once again crossed the boundaries of time and space and slowly took shape.

Unlike before, this phantom was unimaginably enormous. Its lush branches and leaves even pierced through