The voices of one man and one dragon rang out at the same time.
The first word was still in a different Dragon Language, but by the second word, the White King had already switched to human speech.
Their gazes locked fiercely. The White King slowly beat his wings, and his massive draconic body rose into the air.
An unparalleled, terrifying aura spread wildly from the White King's body like a tangible tidal wave.
At that moment, it was as though a mortal were judging a dragon, judging the uncrowned king of this world.
And as though the uncrowned king were looking down upon the tiny ant daring to challenge him.
Their gazes collided, and immense, violent auras began to rapidly gather.
The White King's eyes were filled with the majesty of a monarch as he looked down imperiously at the youth before him.
Those eyes churned with heart-palpitating terror and nearly brutal killing intent.
Vast spiritual power surged forth like an ocean, and the entire Spirit Sea instantly boiled into chaos.
Blood began seeping from Li Moxun's seven orifices as countless torrents of the White King's violent spiritual power raged uncontrollably through his body.
The White King's memories, power, proud alchemical legacy, and alchemical formations began pouring madly into Li Moxun's body.
That power was so magnificent, so vast.
Vast enough to nearly burst a person's consciousness apart, making it impossible for any human to bear easily.
Yet it also contained an ultimate subtlety, like the finest patterns seeping silently into every inch of the soul.
As Li Moxun looked on, their golden eyes met once more.
Terrifying power erupted completely in an instant, without the slightest pause.
After seeming to pause for an instant, the Spirit Sea exploded completely.
Li Moxun calmly gripped the Seven Deadly Sins sword