How much Dragon Power had Huang Xiaolong actually inherited?
At this moment, the altar had returned to the silence that had persisted for thousands of years, with the dragon head sculpture no longer displaying any anomalies.
It was over, everything had ended.
Huang Xiaolong, himself, had also retracted the dragon energy he exuded; aside from his eyes shimmering more brilliantly than before, occasionally flashing with a violent light, he appeared no different from before.
Soon, his two wives and three little demons had already rushed up to the altar, encircling Huang Xiaolong like stars around the moon.
"Young Master, you have inherited so much Dragon Power. It's countless," Qingqing said excitedly.
"There is nothing surprising. I knew from the start that the Young Master would be the most powerful. No matter who he is compared with, the Young Master is always the last one standing! The Young Master is invincible!" Xiaohong waved her little fist.
