Where the vital energy fell, the earth came alive again. Grass and trees surged in growth, and the spiritual energy in the streams grew ever richer.
The elderly, weak, women, and children who had stayed behind on the plane were nourished in an instant. Their aged meridians widened, their depleted vitality was replenished, and all the hidden injuries they had accumulated over the years were repaired. Their once-frail bodies grew stronger little by little, and their life force continued to rise.
And it was not only the Dragon Fighting Plane that benefited.
Far away, on the Douluo Plane, within the East Sea, all the Dragon Fighting Clan members who had hidden their forms and were stationed there sensed it at the same time.
Some guarded the coastline, some managed city order, and some lurked among humans gathering intelligence. At that moment, all of them felt their minds tremble as realization dawned.
Endless, pure source power crossed the barriers between planes and silently poured into their bodies. Their cultivation, stagnant for years, loosened; their blocked meridians were completely opened; and their dormant bloodlines revived with full force.
One after another, they raised their hands and looked at them.
Power...
A steady stream of power surged out from every limb and bone, filling their entire bodies.
The Dragon Power within them fused and layered with source power, and their combat strength climbed step by step, breaking through shackle after shackle.
An extreme excitement rose in every one of their hearts. They wanted to break free of their human shells, reveal their true Fighting Dragon forms, throw their heads back, roar at the sky, and vent the surging emotion in their chests.
But the duties they had upheld for so many years forced them to suppress the impulse.
They knew very well that