The Infernal Black Dragon's true form blood sacrifice seemed to have summoned a forbidden existence. Golden radiance erupted as the black dragon was torn to pieces and fell from the sky
Luo Hong reappeared but with a completely different aura about him. He was like an awakened deity who had traversed the ancient desolace, run through the dark years, and swam against the river of time to arrive therein.
"Roar…" Luo Hong let out muffled snarl with flashes of lightning gushing through his nostrils. That was him breathing—his breath which produced lightning when he exhaled.
He was showered with a striking glow all around him. He really did seem like a deity coming into being through the skies.
This was an important inheritance of their race—Deity Descent.
The void would rumble with his breath as he respired the energy around him. This stretch of land was like a flapping window paper on the verge of being torn open.
