Published: January 3, 2025
In the void, strands of faint golden power surged into Qin Chen's body, causing the True Dragon aura on him to become even more intense in an instant.
"This faint golden power, could it be some ancient dragon clan's power?
Otherwise, why would it enhance the True Dragon power within my body?"
Qin Chen was shaken because he tried to absorb it with other powers, but it was futile; this faint golden force only reacted with the True Dragon might within his body, continuously strengthening his True Dragon aura while having no effect on other forces.
Roar! As the faint golden power entered his body, although it was extremely subtle, a roar of a True Dragon suddenly emerged from within Qin Chen, and vaguely, he seemed to see a giant dragon soaring through the sky.
And this giant dragon was himself.
Strands of golden power entered Qin Chen's body, slowly enhancing the dragon power within him, and the dragon scales on his body became increasingly real, as if they had transformed into true dragon scales, as solid as rock.
At this moment, Qin Chen's mind went blank; he suddenly forgot himself. In this moment... it felt as if he was the True Dragon itself.
Joy, happiness, anger, roaring, madness... he was soaring through the universe!? He fought with enemies, bloodily battling through the endless void, the fight extending across countless star systems... Qin Chen sat cross-legged, gradually closing his eyes, remaining motionless.
Everything was illusory.
The True Dragon was the only reality!
After a long, long time... it felt as if many years had passed since Qin Chen had transformed into a True Dragon.
In Qin Chen's consciousness, one year, ten years, a hundred years passed; he believed he was a true True Dragon, living on in the endless ages, quietly passing.
In battle.
He didn’t know how long it had been.
Whoosh! Qin Chen suddenly opened his eyes, his whole body jolting awake.
"Could this be Zhuangzi dreaming of a butterfly?"
Qin Chen exclaimed in shock, with goosebumps all over his body. At the moment he opened his eyes, he found it hard to distinguish whether he was Qin Chen or a True Dragon. But he quickly became completely awake; hum, Qin Chen's will was firm, and the human soul made him instantly return to consciousness from the illusion.
"True Dragon?
So powerful."
Qin Chen was astonished; this faint golden power actually allowed him to transform into a True Dragon in an instant, immersing himself in that feeling. This method was too formidable.
If it weren't for his soul being incredibly strong, a Saint Master at that level would be unable to awaken from such a dream, truly thinking of themselves as a member of the True Dragon clan.
True Dragons and humans exist in entirely different states of existence, representing two different entities.
Qin Chen looked down at his hands.
At this moment, his hands were sharp claws, covered in scales.
Suddenly, Qin Chen swung out a claw.
Roar! Vaguely, it seemed as if a True Dragon was manifesting from Qin Chen, no, it should be said that he was the True Dragon. It wasn’t merely his physical form, but his inner temperament, all the various auras, reflected the True Dragon's demeanor.
As he swung out a claw, a massive dragon claw emerged in the void, countless glimmers swirling around, radiating an incredibly mysterious essence. Every one of Qin Chen's five claws erupted with divine rainbows, rumbling, the void trembled, and beneath Qin Chen's claw, there was a terrifying illusion of tearing apart the heavens and earth.
"So strong, is this the True Dragon's attack?"
Qin Chen was astounded.
The comprehension he gained from the consciousness world for over a century truly made him believe he was a True Dragon; with one claw, his power increased manifold.
Previously, although Qin Chen had fought using his dragon form, he was merely displaying divine abilities, essences, and laws, which all stemmed from human thoughts.
Now, through a century-long dream turning into a True Dragon, Qin Chen had genuinely understood what kind of state a True Dragon should embody.