The violent and overwhelming power flowed from the shattered heart of the girl, reaching the boy writhing in pain and agony.
The dragon blood forcibly infused into his body activated Chu Zihang's dormant heart, reigniting incredible vitality, like a super piston with twelve cylinders!
With each beat of his heart, a large amount of blood was purified, then injected into every capillary throughout his body.
The impure blood was completely replaced, allowing him to successfully cross the forbidden line that no one had ever touched in ten thousand years, transforming from human into dragon!
Crack! Crack! Crack!
With a series of bone-shattering sounds, Chu Zihang repeatedly experienced the cycle from destruction to rebirth!
From muscle fibers to bones, tendons, and internal organs, though his exterior remained human, his insides had already undergone a dramatic transformation!
Thousands of bones, far surpassing human limits, formed a powerful body, encased in tough muscle fibers, capable of withstanding even stronger bursts of power and resisting impacts!
Next, dark black scales overlapped, forming a custom-made armor, fierce and terrifying!
When his massive membranous wings spread, the rain was swept away by the gusts of wind, flowing upward into the sky.
At this moment, Chu Zihang had finally completed his "rebirth." His shape was sleek and menacing, like a streamlined black body exuding an elegant yet brutal aura.
His wings stretched out, golden eyes shining like undying stars, clearly visible in the storm, radiating an overwhelming light.
Though his appearance still retained traces of "humanity," it was now incredibly close to the legendary "Dragon Clan!"
The heavy rain didn't touch the girl, as it was blocked by a pair of dark, membranous wings.
Chu Zihang lowered his head, gazing at the seemingly sleeping girl.
The sealed memories flooded back into his mind, like a flock of birds returning to their nest.
The girl with a high ponytail, wearing high heels and boots, dancing on the side of the basketball court, cheering and shouting for him; the girl wearing a white dress, with a bright and radiant smile, watching movies with her; the old house they visited countless times, with a large phoenix tree growing at the entrance; the girl practicing yoga on the mat behind him.
The blurry faces gradually became clearer.
Yes, he remembered it all. That girl was Xia Mi.
They had known each other for a long time, childhood sweethearts, having spent their youth together.
But... that girl, in the end, died in his arms.
Her long black hair scattered like a waterfall, her youthful, pale face bearing a final peaceful smile as her eyes closed forever.
Chu Zihang crouched down, carefully reaching out to wipe the rainwater off her face, gently fixing her disheveled hair. He gazed at her tenderly and whispered, "Wait for me, Xia Mi."
After lifting Xia Mi into his arms and placing her in a safe spot, he slowly walked away.
His black wings spread, every muscle fiber stretched tight with power.
His claws, like sharp talons, gripped the rocky ground beneath him, his body stretching and adjusting, every bone and muscle compressed to form a perfect silhouette of power.
Boom!
The hard ground instantly crumbled into dust, accompanied by a loud, deafening roar. A shadow suddenly disappeared.
The sky exploded, the airwaves surged like a tsunami, crashing and swirling toward him.
'Pompeii' immediately felt like a needle in his back, an intense sense of danger ringing in his mind. He controlled the rapidly spinning hurricane around him, forming a protective barrier.
However, the barrier only held for less than half a second before it was forcefully torn apart by the incoming threat!
The pitch-black, menacing figure, like an enraged dragon, flapped its wings, sending powerful winds swirling around it, surrounded by a terrifying domain!
Intense ionization and magnetization effects broke down the dust particles in the air. The gathered metals moved like thick liquid, swirling rapidly around its body.
As the metals collided, they heated up from friction, eventually igniting. The pure, high-temperature domain was enough to crush any intruders!
It was the ultimate flame, the Word Soul, King's Blaze!
The high-temperature field, melting the metal, forcibly neutralized, or rather, obliterated the barrier created by the hurricane!
Swish!
A pair of jet-black, scale-covered claws suddenly tore through the last remnants of the barrier!
"Hey, Odin!"
Pompeii turned around and saw an incredibly ferocious face, with violent golden eyes burning with fury.
Domain, explode!
Hot black flames erupted, as if they were releasing all the anger within.
The void twisted and distorted in the sudden rise of temperature.
The ground melted like lava, and in the black-haired boy's mind, images of past goodbyes flashed, finally locking onto a calm and serene pale face.
The claws, like human fingers, clenched as if they were going to crush the surrounding air with a single grasp.
With the stretching of muscles and bones, a sound like a bowstring snapping rang out, carrying with it melted iron slag, guilt for the girl, longing for his father, and disdain for death.
At that moment, the boy's mind held only one thought: to throw this punch, a full-force strike!
Arcs of electricity ripped through the air, dancing with the storm. The molten iron slag and the fierce wind howled.
But in the next moment, the mighty force of heaven and earth seemed to gather within him.
Chu Zihang clenched King's Blaze's domain in his fist.
"It's over—Odin!!!"
The punch shot forward like a meteor tearing through the sky!
Pompeii's pupils contracted slightly, but the corners of his lips curled into a strangely sinister smile.
Then, with all of Chu Zihang's power, the punch landed directly on his body!
Boom—!
The moment of impact, arcs of electricity and flames surged inside Pompeii.
He was terrified beyond measure. He didn't understand what had happened, feeling dizzy for a moment. Then, suddenly, he was struck by this punch.
It felt like he had lost consciousness in between, with no memory of what happened!
"Chu... Zihang!"
Pompeii glared at that face, deeply regretting why he hadn't killed this guy first.
But, it was too late!
A brief breath, Chu Zihang clenched his fist again, the intense light burning fiercely between his fingers, as if he was holding the sun in his palm.
In an instant, an unprecedented brilliance burst forth, dispelling the darkness of the night.
Like a blazing sun, the power of his punch, carrying a storm and molten metal, swept through the elements of the world, unleashing with no reserve!
"AAAHHHHH——!"
The furnace-like flames completely consumed Pompeii.
The next moment, a blinding light tore through the dark sky, a massive mushroom cloud rising into the air!
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