As the dragon roar rang out, Luo Sanpao transformed into the Golden Sacred Dragon and soared into the sky. Once the flying dragon reached the heavens, Luo Sanpao let out another series of joyful dragon roars.
"Golden Sacred Dragon!"
Yu Luomian stared in utter disbelief. He knew of the Golden Sacred Dragon—it was the three-in-one Martial Soul Fusion Skill of Yu Xiaogang, Liu Erlong, and Flender.
But without Liu Erlong and Flender, how could Luo Sanpao still become the Golden Sacred Dragon? He simply could not understand it.
With a flicker, Xiao Chenlong appeared atop Luo Sanpao's head. Luo Sanpao carried Xiao Chenlong around Spirit City once before returning.
After returning, Luo Sanpao shrank back to his original size and affectionately rubbed against Xiao Chenlong.
Xiao Chenlong stroked Luo Sanpao's head. Its smooth scales felt rather nice to the touch.
"Yu Xiaogang, do you see it now? This is what Luo Sanpao originally looked like. You were too useless to let it reveal its true form.
"The three-in-one Martial Soul Fusion Skill between you, Liu Erlong, and Flender was essentially Liu Erlong and Flender providing Luo Sanpao with Soul Power, temporarily unsealing its true strength.
"If you had truly studied Spirit Master Theory, you should have discovered this long ago.
"But you refuse to acknowledge it. Either your theoretical knowledge is too lacking, or you are deceiving yourself.
"Whichever it is, you are trash. Trash through and through."
Yu Xiaogang had already collapsed onto the ground, his expression numb. Xiao Chenlong had utterly torn apart his dignity and laid bare his miserable core beneath the sunlight.
It also proved one thing: the label of "trash" that Yu Xiaogang had wanted to cast off since childhood had long been firmly stuck to him. All his attention-seeking tricks had been nothing more