Icefire Dragon Emperor!

The night at the Icefire Yin-Yang Well was far quieter than the day, with only the low murmur of the two springs flowing continuously and the occasional cry of a night bird drifting in from afar.

Li Long sat cross-legged at the junction of the springs, closed his eyes, and sank his consciousness into his body, beginning to stabilize his Soul Power after his recent breakthrough to level sixty-four.

Although he had already absorbed his sixth soul ring, the rhythm of Soul Power circulating through his meridians would still need several days to fully adapt to this new level.

He adjusted the Guidance Method to its usual pace, allowing his Soul Power to flow steadily through his meridians. With every cycle, he could feel that the Soul Power barrier beyond level sixty had become more solid than before.

The foundation of the three black soul rings slowly unfurled within him, forming a stable resonance with the skeletal structure that had fused with the Dragon Bone.

He turned his attention to the inner space of the Dragon Emperor Rod. After confirming that the sixth soul ring had completely merged into the rod, he began his routine inspection of the dragon egg.

The instant his spiritual power sank into the rod, Li Long froze.

The dragon egg that had slumbered inside his Dragon Emperor Rod for nearly a year and a half now bore far more cracks across its surface than during any previous inspection.

Fine patterns covered the dark-golden shell. They were clearly visible under his spiritual perception, resembling the cracked surface of a dried-up riverbed, extending from the bottom of the shell all the way to its peak and forming a dense web of lines.

Faint crimson and icy-blue light seeped from those cracks, flickering in turns, as though an