After Lin Lang swallowed the dragon essence, he felt as though a fire were burning in his stomach.
This also proved that ordinary martial artists would gain no benefit from consuming dragon essence. Instead, it would burst them apart.
Whether flames or demonic intent, both were merely manifestations of power, and both could merge into Lin Lang's Myriad Dao Unity.
He swiftly circulated his cultivation method, the golden core within him continuously releasing true qi to refine the Dragon Primordial Essence.
Ren Yingying watched Lin Lang. As she sensed his aura steady, she breathed a slight sigh of relief.
"Wanwan, you and he must have faced great danger in the War God Palace, didn't you?"
She had asked Lin Lang, but he had said there had been no danger and that he had handled everything easily. She did not believe him.
Wanwan sat to one side. "Yes. That Demon Dragon inside was over a thousand feet long. If it hadn't been unable to enter the War God Palace, the young master and I would have been in danger. We might not even have been able to break out of that space."
"I don't know why, either, but after we entered, the gateway connecting the War God Space to our world vanished."
"Perhaps it was because we didn't open the gate with those three ancient Jade Pendants, and the young master forced it open with his strength instead."
"The Demon Dragon was immensely powerful. Even as I am now, I wouldn't stand the slightest chance against it."
"Fortunately, the young master was astonishingly strong. He sent his force through the Demon Dragon's skin into its body, shattering its sinews and bones. Only then could he pierce its skull in a single strike."
"Afterward, he had to send his Primordial Spirit out