The inheritance of the Nine Transformations of the True Dragon required nine transformations before one could finally become a true dragon.
Missing even one would mean failure.
Long Aotian had only reached the seventh transformation.
The words of the Dragon Family's Earth Immortal ancestor immediately made Lin Fei, Emerald, Golden Treasure, and the others tense.
Emerald tried goading Long Aotian to stir his fighting spirit.
"Black loach, is that all you've got?"
"What a piece of trash!"
Golden Treasure could not help shouting as well.
"Long Aotian, don't make us look down on you! Pull yourself together!"
Lin Fei's Spirit Body turned toward the Dragon Family's Earth Immortal ancestor, his expression grave.
"Senior, is there any way we can help Long Aotian?"
"Do we really have to stand here and watch?"
The Dragon Family's Earth Immortal ancestor replied, "The blood essence in the Dragon Transformation Pool was condensed from the blood essence and souls of humans or demonic beasts possessing Dragon Clan blood."
"I calculated that the blood essence in the Dragon Transformation Pool would suffice for one dragon transformation, but I overlooked his enormous flood dragon body. He consumes far more blood essence than descendants of humans and dragons."
"Unless we can replenish his Dragon Clan bloodline power or provide treasures brimming with vitality, there is little we can do. Those should be able to help him."
Xiao Yifei hurriedly reminded him.
"The Golden Flood Dragon Shears!"
With a wave of his hand, Lin Fei's Spirit Body summoned a pair of golden shears before him.
"Come out!"
He exerted his power and extracted the two flood dragon Primordial Spirits from the Golden Flood Dragon Shears.
The sight left the Dragon Family members stunned.
"That's a Middle-Grade Immortal Artifact!"
"Such powerful Primordial Spirits! They must belong to two ancient flood