The other villagers also felt warmth coursing through their bodies, and their constitutions grew considerably stronger.
Most precious of all, Stone Village gained a strand of primal dragon qi. It burrowed underground and nurtured itself there. Before long, Stone Village would surely become sacred, fertile ground, a place whose blessed land produced outstanding people.
Stone Village was already a blessed place; otherwise, it would never have become the Shi Clan's Ancestor Land, nor would Liu Shen have taken root there. Now, with true dragon qi blessing it, it grew even more wondrous. Even Liu Shen benefited from its influence.
Many people looked up above the Dragon Nest, their eyes filled with unparalleled shock. A Little True Dragon really had been born.
He was a red dragon, flickering with thunder light. Like a glowing coal in the night, he shone a brilliant, translucent crimson. Specks of scarlet radiance shimmered around him, formed from lightning, and even his pair of dragon horns were as red as blood diamonds.
Though both belonged to the Ten Evils, the Thunder Emperor's blood was more domineering. It had repaired the Little True Dragon's foundation, but had also added some other Dao principles. The surplus laws became his innate supernatural power, granting him command over the five thunders.
His scarlet body was only a little over ten feet long, quite small rather than large, and clearly immature at a glance.
Endless rosy radiance and auspicious energy gushed forth, and motes of light rain scattered down. The little red dragon slowly descended, arriving before the True Dragon and Ji Hao.
His young gaze was utterly innocent. His large, blinking eyes were adorable. Though he was a young little dragon, his gaze was sharp, bearing the presence of a True Dragon.
He looked at Ji Hao with gratitude filling