Soul Emperor Battles Soul Saint!

Li Long drew the Dragon Emperor Rod back to his side and retreated several steps to widen the distance. Before Qian Yaoting could assume a fighting stance on the ground, golden light had already lit up across Li Long's back.

Two clusters of light beneath his shoulder blades burst open at once, condensing outward into a complete pair of dragon wings within a few breaths. The wings stretched nearly forty feet from shoulder to shoulder. Their framework was formed from light Soul Power, their surfaces covered in fine light dragon scales. Every scale shimmered beneath the sunlight with a crown-like golden radiance, while the wing tips curved slightly downward in the streamlined arc unique to dragon wings.

Even without fully activating a soul skill, the power of his sixth soul ring could steadily sustain those dragon wings within his body. They were like a permanent extension of him, ready to merge into his combat rhythm at any moment.

Qian Yaoting had already condensed a golden longsword in his hand, prepared to fight on the ground. Yet when he saw those dragon wings fully unfurl behind Li Long, his movements paused for an instant.

Three years ago, he had seen Li Long's fighting style and witnessed the Dragon Emperor Medusa's spirit body unleash its power in the air. But seeing Li Long form such a complete pair of dragon wings with his own strength was more visually overwhelming than any description could convey.

He raised his head and watched Li Long rise into the air on the support of his dragon wings. After ascending several yards above the ground, Li Long stopped. The golden wings slowly beat in midair, stirring the surrounding airflow into ripples. Each flap sent wind pressure sweeping across the basin's rocky surface, leaving fleeting waves in its