Power flooded every inch of Lu Mingfei's body. His skin tingled with heat, his pores opened, and exhilaration swept through him from the inside out.
But the change that thrilled him most happened deeper within.
The Black Dragon King's phantom vibrated and hummed in his soul space. The golden shackle wrapped around it...
The first seal, which had bound the Black Dragon King's true power ever since Lu Mingfei's awakening...
Cracked sharply under the influx of energy from the Ten Thousand Year Soul Ring.
Half the shackle had already broken.
Now, as the Soul Ring's immense energy washed over it, the remaining links shattered one by one. Golden fragments scattered through the darkness of his soul space and vanished.
With the first shackle completely broken, the Black Dragon King's aura surged.
The dark dragon-soul phantom grew more solid, more imposing.
The light in its golden dragon eyes burned almost tangibly bright.
Ancient, intricate dragon markings emerged across its black scales.
Each marking seemed to tell an ancient secret long forgotten in the depths of time.
Lu Mingfei slowly opened his eyes and released his Black Dragon King Martial Soul again.
Even he was startled by the change this Martial Soul Possession brought...
His arms had transformed into black dragon arms and his hands into sharp claws, but his eyes had changed completely too.
A clear, brilliant gold suffused his once-black pupils.
It was as if molten gold had been poured deep into his eyes.
His pupils had lengthened slightly into vertical slits, bearing an inhuman majesty, a pressure like that of an ancient god.
These were Golden Dragon Eyes, the mark of awakened, highly concentrated Dragon Clan blood: eyes that could see the world's very essence.
He looked down at his feet. Two dazzling Soul Rings pulsed slowly there...
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