The heat of the volcanic cavern pressed against Su Ming's skin again. Standing on the dark stone platform in the innermost layer of the secret realm, his eyes still reflecting the sharp silver light of his breakthrough, he looked down at the bubbling red lake below.
The serpentine avatar of the Ancient Crimson Dragon Soul rose from the molten depths. Its golden, hollow eyes locked onto Su Ming, the massive translucent scales on its body trembling with a chaotic, violent energy.
"Impossible..." The dragon soul's voice did not toll like a bell this time. It cracked, vibrating the volcanic walls with a sudden, raw shock. "How could a mere mortal... how could your consciousness remain intact after this? Your ego should have dissolved. The vessel should have been empty!"
