Lu Chengfeng had always been a man who preferred to plan before making a move, cautious and careful at every turn, yet devoid of some blood-curdling courage at his core.
However, in this moment, as he held the iron spear, True Qi surged, and as heads rolled and rivers of blood flowed, it was his first time feeling different.
He had comprehended the Eight Desolates Divine Fire Dragon, and among its wonders of yin and yang, the changes of Dragon Taming were what he felt most profoundly and used the most.
But only now, with True Qi boiling, the long spear stained with blood, and the Red Dragon True Intent roaring, did he understand.
No matter how many transformations there were, no matter how exquisite, fundamentally, this was a Fire Element Divine Skill.
Mighty, violent, like flame burning across the four seas and Eight Desolates, burning until it even consumes one's own life and spirit!
