Pale golden Dragon Qi condensed to an extreme degree, brilliant and resplendent beneath the sun's rays.
The entire sky seemed to have been plated with a layer of gold.
The enormous golden vortex shuddered violently. Suddenly, thunder boomed from its center, and a stream of molten-gold light descended from the heavens, striking Fang Yun directly.
Fang Yun opened his mouth, and the True Dragon Ancient Sword flew out with the roar of dragons and tigers. The True Dragon Literary Platform rose against the golden light, while the Literary Palace Coiled Dragon actually shot into the clouds, revealing the translucent form of a True Dragon.
One sword, one dragon, one Literary Platform—like land parched by a long drought, they greedily swallowed vast amounts of Dragon Qi.
The Battle Souls present did not dare act rashly. One after another, they retreated and reported upward.
The Dragon Emperor and the Ancient Demon Emperor both revealed puzzled expressions. They exchanged glances, but said nothing further.
As the golden light of Dragon Qi descended, the Dragon Qi vortex in the sky grew ever brighter. The entire vortex resembled a massive convex lens, concentrating the light of Dragon City's three hundred and sixty great suns upon itself.
The Dragon Qi was dense and boundless as the sea. After merely three breaths, the True Dragon Ancient Sword let out a strange, ringing cry.
Nine patterns formed upon the sword, peerless beneath Heaven and earth.
The golden dragon atop the True Dragon Literary Platform also gave a joyful roar. Its surface shone brilliantly, and beneath its Dragon Scales and skin, blood vessels and sinews rapidly formed, as though a Fifth Realm Painting Sage were painting within its body, Turning Void into Reality.
The Literary Palace Coiled Dragon was ecstatic as well, throwing open its mouth toward the sky