The solid blood cocoon shattered with a crisp sound, turning into countless blood-colored light specks that rolled back like a hundred rivers returning to the sea, pouring into the towering figure at the center.
Xu Ping slowly opened his eyes, a tangible blood-golden radiance flashing across his pupils before quickly fading away.
He did not deliberately circulate Mana, yet the blood energy fluctuations naturally emanating from his body were already no different from a genuine Fourth Rank Upper Grade pure-blood True Dragon descending here.
The surging vitality was almost overflowing; beneath his skin, pale-golden runes had completely stabilized, flowing ceaselessly and containing explosive power.
"Not bad."
The corners of Xu Ping's lips lifted slightly, revealing a sincere smile.
A genuine Fourth Rank Upper Grade physique, and a seasoned Fourth Rank Upper Grade Dragon Might.
