"Roar~, roar~, roar~..."
Wave after wave of low growls echoed continuously from within the Dragon Clan Cemetery, loud in volume but low in frequency, clearly audible throughout the entire small world.
The source was naturally Mo Lin. He was only one step away from completely fusing with the Dragon God's divine bones.
As the fusion progressed, Mo Lin's entire body had become completely covered in dragon scales. His dragonification had also made him far larger, standing over five meters tall, while the five-colored feathered wings unique to the Winged Dragon spread open behind his back.
Mo Lin's muscles were no longer in that usual state of being "slim in clothes, muscular out of them." They had transformed into utterly explosive muscles, radiating an overwhelming sense of pressure.
His face had also ceased to resemble a human's in any way, having completely transformed into the head of an Eastern dragon, imposing beyond measure.
(His appearance was roughly like an ultimate deluxe version of Holy Lord with a pair of wings.)
Around Mo Lin, countless dragon souls circled him curiously, observing his appearance. Even the Dragon God was no exception, showing intense interest in what Mo Lin looked like now.
The main dragon race of this world more closely resembled Western dragons in appearance, and the Dragon God was the same—four legs, a dragon head, and bat-like wings. The differences between them and Mo Lin were exceedingly obvious.
Just those two wings on his back were feathered wings like those of avian soul beasts. That alone was enough for the souls to discuss for days and nights.
Not to mention the finer details on his dragon head—antlers, whiskers, mane, and other "components" that all Western dragons lacked.
Just as the many souls were discussing things animatedly, the Dragon God suddenly roared:
"All