"This defies the Heavenly Dao."
"This defies the Heavenly Dao."
The two men on the mountain breathed ever faster.
Transforming from a human into a dragon.
No one had ever done it, nor would anyone ever do it again.
Since ancient times, all who transformed into dragons had been flood dragons.
Old Ninth's actions went far beyond defying convention.
Within the clouds, a thousand thunderclaps roared.
It was as though countless eyes were staring at him.
"If he succeeds, within five years at most, no one in the mortal world will be his match."
Yue gave White Garment an amused look and said, "Your position as the strongest under heaven will be taken by one of those two."
He had thought White Garment would be displeased, but instead, White Garment laughed heartily.
His eyes were full of gratification and pride. "All I wish for is for the Dragon Kingdom to return to its peak. With successors like these, I could die without regrets."
"But withstanding the Heavenly Dao's wrath is easier said than done."
White Garment watched the dragon egg slowly rising into the sky with a trace of worry.
This Heavenly Thunder far surpassed all that had come before.
He had lost all his cultivation. He wanted to help Old Ninth, but lacked the strength.
Now, it all came down to Old Ninth's fate.
"Using the Human Emperor's aura as a shell to transform from a human into a dragon... even I have never seen such a feat."
Boom!
The sky flashed brilliantly.
Two streaks of light, one red and one purple, roared down.
Heavenly Thunder and Heavenly Fire.
A double Heavenly Tribulation.
White Garment's breath caught.
Sweat unwittingly coated his palms.
In an instant.
The small world looked as though the apocalypse had returned.
Heavenly Thunder, bearing