Long Qingyan wasn't done yet! As his vital energy surged, his body crackled with snapping sounds. A swath of violet dragon scales emerged, gradually enveloping him completely.0

It was like adding another layer of defense beneath celestial battle armor.0

Those familiar with the Southern Divine Dragon Realm knew this was their famed Dragon Devil Transformation. It enhanced their clan's attack, speed, and defense—a complete augmentation.0

Even Long Qinyang's face and the back of his head were covered with these scales. His head transformed subtly, turning him into a draconian—a dragon's head on a man's body.0

In this way, even the scar on his right cheek was concealed beneath the scales. 0

"ROAR!" He let out a deep draconic growl. Clutching the five-foot Palm Sword in one hand, his entire body burst into violet flames. The Dragon Devil Clan truly had power to spare.0

Long Qinyang's eyes held more disdain and amusement. He looked at Feng Yao with a condescending gaze, as if she was already defeated.0

"You really are the perfect plaything," Long Qinyang chuckled, shrugging.0

"Screw...0