Ao Zhan chimed in, "The Confucian cultivators of the human race say that only one who can bend and stretch is a true man. Nothing more than that!"
"I'm not worried about the Great Elder," Ao Ding said. "He has lived for who knew how many years; he still possesses a humble heart. What worries me is the Sacred Dragon. That is a dragon body condensed from Dragon Cleansing Liquid—how could it tolerate its noble dragon soul dwelling inside the body of a caterpillar?"
Yet the dragons on Dragon Island had worried too much. True Person Da was no less humble than Ao Jia. As the caterpillar spun another cocoon and transformed step by step into a butterfly, a dazzling nine-colored dragon butterfly flew to the boundary barrier between realms, and no further changes occurred! Instead, Ao Jia, whom the dragons had not worried about, had its shell shake violently the instant it transformed into a butterfly, nearly collapsing! It seemed unable to adapt to the change from insect to butterfly!
Just as it was about to touch the boundary barrier between realms, boom... the final layer of pure white lightning struck again. It not only shattered the dragon butterfly's nine-colored radiance, but also enveloped its shell. Layer upon layer of strange ripples descended from the Eye of Heaven, seeping into the cocoon of light! The cocoon containing True Person Da trembled violently, as though unable to endure those bizarre ripples.
If True Person Da was like this, then Ao Jia simply could not hold on. Its golden dragon butterfly was wrapped in the cocoon of light, and the ripples instantly tore open a tiny crack in it. Dense dragon markings mixed with the aura of Dragon Sacrifice surged forth!
Naturally, the elders of Dragon Island did not know this.