"Bzz—"
When the radiance slightly receded, Li Jin reappeared with some of the features of a Flood Dragon—an azure horn had grown from his forehead, his ten fingers were covered in blue-green scales, and within his vertical pupils, lightning seemed to be born and extinguished.
And when the Flood Dragon Bloodline was fully activated, the arrogance within a dragon's nature also began to grow in Li Jin's heart.
Spreading his arms as if embracing the sky, he let out a low laugh toward Jiang Xuan.
"Do you see it? This is my power. Wind, Rain, Thunder, and Lightning all heed my command."
"Today, I'll show you what—Heavenly might truly is!"
"Rumble!"
Amid the wind and rain, Li Jin's voice carried layered echoes like a dragon's roar, low and majestic.
Intimidated by his momentum, the Cultivators watching nearby all felt their bodies and minds sink, as if some ferocious ancient predator had fixed its gaze upon them from afar.
This was the might of a Flood Dragon. Before its owner even acted, heaven and earth had already used wind, rain, thunder, and lightning to lend it splendor and bolster its force.
But clearly, this imposing might had no effect on Jiang Xuan.
Raising his eyes to glance at the roiling clouds, rain, and thunder overhead, Jiang Xuan showed not the slightest fear. Instead, a relaxed smile appeared on his face, carrying even a faint trace of something strange and mocking.
That look completely stirred up the savagery in Li Jin's chest.
It also reminded him of the endless frustration that had built up inside him when he had contended against Jiang Xuan and Zhong Ming at the Fourth Sword Pass, only to be driven back by the Dragon-Slaying Sword.
"Ant, don't think you won at the Fourth Sword Pass. Now, I