The nurturing spiritual light had brewed for several days. Even Ye Jingcheng had stood before the lake for a long while.
The spiritual light abruptly contracted, and in the next instant, a flood dragon's roar rang out, shaking heaven and earth.
The roar already carried considerable draconic might, forcing the Jade Ring Rat, the Soil-Turning Earthworm, and the other spirit fish and insects raised within the Grotto-Heaven to prostrate themselves, not daring to lift their heads.
Then, with a resounding crack, all the ice on the lake shattered. A white-jade dragon silhouette soared into the sky, magnificent beyond compare, leaving a dazzling spiritual afterimage in the air.
"Two horns, two claws with five toes each!" Ye Jingcheng gazed at the figure in the sky, which resembled a true dragon, his eyes brimming with excitement.
The Jade-Scale Flood Dragon's advancement had exceeded Ye Jingcheng's expectations. The swelling on its forehead had fully transformed into a slightly smaller dragon horn. This horn was naturally much smaller than its original horn, making it look rather peculiar.
But according to the ancient texts, a creature with two horns was a dragon. Clearly, the Jade-Scale Flood Dragon would have to be called the Jade Qilin Dragon from now on.
Its head had grown more imposing, and its two claws were longer and sharper, their five toes brimming with power.
The scales covering its body gleamed white, crystalline and translucent. In particular, there was a special scale where its reverse scale lay. Just looking at it, Ye Jingcheng felt as though a vast star chart lay within. He could make neither head nor tail of it and even grew somewhat dizzy.
This meant that the scale was unquestionably a dragon scale.
Apart from that explanation, Ye Jingcheng could think of no other way to describe it.