The nine dragon souls connected like a ring in the sky, head to tail, exuding waves of overwhelming dragon qi like golden drops of rain fluttering down the Golden Dragon Sacred Temple below.

Sitting cross-legged inside the temple, those golden raindrops made from dragon qi were spinning around Huang Xiaolong as if he was the center of the universe.

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In the blink of an eye, another ten days passed.

On the day a full month passed since Huang Xiaolong had entered the Golden Dragon Sacred Temple, some changes were finally appearing. The nine dragon souls hovering above the temple began to shrink before returning to temple below, drilling into the dragon pearl and disappearing from sight.

The radiant light occupying the sky above the Golden Dragon Sacred Temple retreated like a rapid low tide back into the temple.

Huang Xiaolong’s eyelids trembled and gradually opened. The first thing he...