The sun blazed, and the shadows on the dragon tendons grew increasingly intense.
Like a layer of black smoke enveloping the dragon tendons, twisting like serpents.
This power differed from the source of power revealed in the Great Sun Tomb's black sun. It couldn't compare in potency; it knew not how much weaker it was.
One glance at the black sun back then threatened annihilation, with the whole world on the brink of destruction beneath the black sun's might. But this twisted serpent wasn't even worthy of carrying the black sun's shoes, a world apart in standing.
But its spirit couldn't be mentioned in the same breath; the source of power within the black sun was entirely under Sealed Emperor Great Ancestor's control, almost equivalent to the ancestor's own might. However, the power that fell upon Meng Xiao brimmed with spirituality.
Just as the dragon sinew revealed its source of power for an instant, a clap of thunder sounded in the clear sky.
Crack!
