Clearing his mind, Xuan used his Qi to hold the golden Dragon scale in the air between his hands while he attempted to absorb its energy. He could feel the heat enter his body, raw and unrestrained, and if it wasn't for his incredible Soul Defense, he feared he might've imploded. Clearly, the Divine Dragon Body was not a physique meant for the average person—but Xuan embraced that fact. He was not the average cultivator, after all.
Bearing through the heat without so much as a bead of sweat forming on his forehead, Xuan slowly increased his Qi's strength and dissolved the scale further and further. Gradually, the body part began to slip and fade, dissipating into traces of golden energy that flowed into Xuan's chest. He could feel his blood mixing with this newfound energy, integrating with it and absorbing the power that lay within.
Very soon, he opened his eyes, and saw a familiar notification before his gaze.
