After nearly ten days of smelting, Lin Qingyun's once giant-like body gradually shrank as well, returning to normal.
His body looked thin and weak, but his blood and vitality surged like rivers, containing utterly terrifying power.
"It's time for the final step!" Lin Qingyun stared at the True Blood of the Primordial Ancestral Dragon inside his heart and murmured to himself.
He mobilized the Chaotic Fire and moved it closer bit by bit. This was the last complete drop of True Blood of the Primordial Ancestral Dragon, and the mighty power contained within it was beyond imagination.
As he gradually approached the little golden dragon formed from the true blood, it did not seem to cause any disturbance. Just as Lin Qingyun was about to breathe a sigh of relief, his heart suddenly tightened.
Dazzling golden light erupted, accompanied by boundless mighty power. Even though Lin Qingyun reacted swiftly and used the Chaotic Fire to block it, this power was simply too strong. Even the Chaotic Fire was blasted apart.
Terrifying energy exploded. In an instant, Lin Qingyun's chest was shattered, and a layer of energy waves swept outward.
"How could this be?" Lin Qingyun's mind went blank, as if time had stopped.
Suddenly, a chill spread through his entire body. The aura of death gradually closed in, jolting him awake.
"No, there's still a way!" Lin Qingyun roared. The originally pitch-black Chaotic Fire instantly transformed into a field of pure white flames. The Chaotic Fire enveloped his whole body, displaying an inconceivable power. Vitality surged from his shattered chest, and in the blink of an eye, everything was restored to its original state.
At the end of destruction lay creation. This inconceivable power came from the Chaotic Fire's power of creation.
Boom!
Immediately after, an even more vigorous surge