The two-headed piglet was no longer afraid of the Dragon Power of the dragon spirit at all.
Dragon horns, dragon claws, dragon tail, pig head and pig body.
Its whole body was ablaze with scorching flames, amidst which a terrifying Sword Intent lingered.
Now, calling it a Two-Headed Fire Pig King didn't seem quite suitable; Two-headed Fire Dragon fit better.
With dragon claws treading through air, its massive figure frolicked in the sky, occasionally letting out loud dragon roars.
The dragon spirit at the bottom of the Divine Sword Pond looked up and with a hint of disdain in its huge dragon eyes, it thought, So what if you've gained a few of my features? Is there really a need to be so excited about it?
Once my dragon claws and tail regenerate, even if you're a late-stage seventh-rank Demon Beast comparable to a Peak Martial Saint, I'll still beat you so badly you won't be able to return to Fire Pig Valley.
