At the center of that world-shattering explosion, everything had been annihilated. Only the black storm of energy still raged.
Yet amid that hopeless, deathly silence, a figure slowly emerged from nothingness.
Tang Wulin's body was rebuilding itself, but when his tightly shut eyes slowly opened, the pink-and-blue pupils that had held his vitality and Golden Dragon King bloodline were gone.
In their place was a pair of golden eyes, dazzling beyond measure and so domineering that no one dared look straight at them!
They held neither the Dragon God's compassion nor the Golden Dragon King's blood-red brutality, but an indifference that seemed to pierce through eternity, acknowledging no sovereign but himself.
At that moment, the one controlling this body was no longer Tang Wulin, the youth whose heart belonged to Shrek, but Ying Wulin—from another world.
Tang Wulin's consciousness and soul were curled up in the deepest reaches of his Sea of Consciousness, desperately studying and comprehending the mysteries of the "Great Dharma of His Transformation and Freedom," with no attention to spare for the outside world.
His flesh had temporarily become the vessel for Ying Wulin's arrival.
"Is this the limit of Douluo Star?"
Controlling Tang Wulin's body, Ying Wulin hovered ten thousand meters above the ground, feeling the surging yet somewhat unrefined bloodline power within him.
He lightly clenched his fist, and a sharp crack rang through the air.
Although this body had not cultivated the "Imperial Sovereign Dao" of his previous life, the strength of its Golden Dragon King bloodline was hardly inferior.
"Since I've borrowed your body, I'll clear away this ant for you first."
With a thought from Ying Wulin, golden light flashed between his brows.
A five-meter spear, brilliant gold from end to end, appeared out of thin air.
The Golden Dragon Spear!
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