Chen Ping stood at the peak, feeling his divine sense expand outward suddenly, becoming more agile and resilient, like tentacles reaching out.
At the same time, the massive Stinging Dragon Dharma Body struggled to roll over, scales exploding across its seemingly ethereal dragon-shaped form, followed by tendons and bones, all humming, shattering, and reassembling.
The originally pure white dragon body, with each breath, absorbed endless water vapors, countless green-black specks gathered from all directions, and within his mind, a sudden surge of insights emerged from seemingly nowhere, understanding how to transform to better exert power, to be closer to Heaven and Earth, to manipulate Vitality.
Compared to the dragon body's ethereal yet real transformation.
Within his introspective divine sense, Chen Ping noticed that the vast Dragon Essence Magical Power he cultivated, like a lake, was collapsing and condensing akin to a chain reaction.
