Chen Nan's body stood in place, but aside from a weak fluctuation of Soul Power, he seemed lifeless like a corpse.
However, at that moment, a certain power within him began to resurrect, spreading a terrifying aura within the Haotian Tower.
"Hehe, just as I expected, before truly completing the sacrificial forging, one must first be able to fuse."
The True Dragon's head swept over Chen Nan, and its large eyes burst with a brilliant light, "The power within you is indeed extraordinary, but I have been prepared."
While the Blood Dragon lingered between Haotian Tower and the Dragon Bone, the True Dragon head spat out a purple-gold sphere.
This sphere was as big as a football, covered in countless rune markings; Ye Yiyi and Zhao Han glanced at it, nearly being sucked in.
"Such terrifying power, it feels as though it doesn't belong to this world, coming from ancient times, even older than the Ancient period."
