Although the soul of the Netherworld Minglong King is dead, his body is not to be desecrated! This is the power emanating from the dragon's body, rejecting, rejecting Long Xuan's entry into its form!
"Haha, a body that has already died actually wants to reject my power, do you truly think I've become such a useless being!" Long Xuan's voice burst forth, each word like a thunderclap. Long Xuan's aura rose to the extreme, his terrifying soul's primordial power finally igniting. The formidable power constantly dismantled the aura emitted by the Netherworld Minglong King.
"Boom!" A loud explosion shot into the sky, followed by fierce shrieking sounds. After this sharp scream, everything seemed to quiet down, truly dust settling into dust! A dragon's shadow unwillingly faded away! This was the remaining will of the Netherworld Minglong King's soul. Perhaps this mark was his very last real imprint, but now, even this final mark dissipated; everything vanished into the invisible void.
