The Divine Land Stirred, Union with the Dao Attained Truth (57,000 Words Offered, Seeking

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"Ahem, ahem."

Cheng Xinzhan coughed hard twice, stirring his Lung Palace to spit out the stagnant blood accumulated in his chest. Green-Robed Ancestor's charged blow had carried considerable power. Although his Dragon-Scale Divine Ability had blocked and dispersed the force, preventing damage to his heart, the chaotic surge of magical power and the reversal of his blood and qi had still been unavoidable.

After spitting out the blood, his chest immediately felt much clearer, but weakness followed. Then he flexed his shoulder. Spiritual light flickered at his right shoulder, and a whole new right arm grew out.

A Life Treasury bodily Divine Ability: "Severed limb renewal."

However, this newly grown arm still could not compare with the old one. There was little difference in dexterity, but it was much weaker when it came to contests of strength, and the Aperture Divine Abilities in the new arm were also far less powerful. Years of nurturing would be needed to restore it fully.

Hearing Green Robe's greeting, he replied,

"How could golden scales belong in a pond? Once wind and clouds arrive, they become a dragon. After all these years, Dragon King, your bearing surpasses even that of old."

Green Robe smiled at this.

"A fine line, 'Once wind and clouds arrive, they become a dragon.' But Guanghong, are you speaking of this sage, or yourself?"

Cheng Xinzhan did not answer, instead changing the subject.

"Since you have leaped through the Dragon Gate, Dragon King, you should no longer insist on remaining ashore. If you withdraw your forces now, return the Southern Wastes intact, and fulfill your duties as Dragon King, clearing the demons from the Southern Sea and purging its waters before departing far into the ocean, you may still have a thread of hope for survival."