In this era, the Silver Dragon King still looked down on humans. She believed humans were merely like the Titan Giant Ape—opportunistically seizing the position of continental overlord while the Dragon Clan was in decline.
It was simply that the human race was somewhat special, unlike Spirit Beasts. They needed to absorb Spirit Rings to raise their strength, and in the end, they could become gods without having to undergo heavenly tribulation.
The Silver Dragon King's current thought was simple: with her flying dragon riding the face, how could she possibly lose? How could a mere human be beyond her sight?
Inside the mine, within a flat cavern, Chen Ming and Long Na'er stood facing each other, gazing across the distance.
No referee was needed. No prior agreement was required. Almost at the exact same moment, both released their Spirit Power and summoned their Martial Souls.
Because some cautious thoughts had been present when the human body was created, the Silver Dragon King had placed a slight restriction on this body of hers.
Thus, Long Na'er's overall level was not particularly outrageous. It hovered just below Spirit King.
One yellow and three purple Spirit Rings appeared around her. A silver-white long spear materialized in her hand.
The spear trembled lightly, stirring up silver-white spear flowers. A deep dragon roar echoed through the air as the elements of heaven and earth responded locally to the Silver Dragon King's command.
Chen Ming's body began to swell violently. Although no Spirit Rings appeared, the aura radiating from him was immense, already feeling nearly at the level of a Spirit King.
As his Martial Soul possessed him, his appearance underwent a drastic transformation. A golden single horn sprouted from the top of his forehead. Large patches of dragon scales covered his skin. His arms and legs thickened, taking on an undeniable draconic form.
A pair of golden wings unfolded behind him. His massive dragon tail slammed against the ground, sending tremors through the cavern.
Having studied the dragonification of the Blue Lightning Tyrant Dragon clan for so long, possessing his own dragonification Spirit Ability, and with a bloodline strong enough to support it, Chen Ming had long since grasped the secret technique to enter the dragonified state.
He merely needed to circulate his Spirit Power in a relatively simple pattern, extending the energy flow of his meridians into the parts of his body that had mutated after dragonification. That alone was enough to transform him into a half-dragon, half-human form.
Two immensely powerful dragon auras collided inside the cavern, making the space itself feel as though it had become stagnant.
Logically speaking, the Silver Dragon Spear was the Silver Dragon King's accompanying treasure. It carried a trace of her bloodline power and origin. Among the Dragon Clan, it was more than enough to suppress nearly every dragon below the Golden-Eyed Black Dragon King, Di Tian.
Even the strongest Dragon Martial Soul among humans in this era—the Blue Lightning Tyrant Dragon—would still be suppressed by the aura of this superior existence.
Yet Long Na'er could clearly sense that Chen Ming before her was not suppressed in the slightest by her Silver Dragon Spear. Instead, his vast bloodline was uncontrollably stirring the dragon might within the spear.
The powers of the Earth Dragon and Mountain Dragon had perfectly merged to form a Dragon Body. The Golden Dragon's bloodline served as the stable core, unlocking the potential hidden within the dragon blood. The Water-Fire Dragon King's power acted as embellishment, further strengthening his bloodline and elemental control.
This perfect fusion was something even she, wielding the Silver Dragon King's authority and power, could not forcibly replicate. Such a thing was absolutely impossible for a human to achieve.
Without a doubt, although this human's physical body was human, the origin of his soul was anything but ordinary.
He was likely the reincarnation of some powerful Dragon Clan member who had fallen during the ancient divine war, or an independent existence formed over countless years from fragments of power scattered by the Dragon God.
The lack of an invincible dragon body was, in her eyes, a considerable flaw. Otherwise, a physique that perfectly combined the power of so many Dragon Kings might have broken the highest record in Dragon Clan history.
But on second thought, Long Na'er felt this might actually be a good thing. After all, the current world restricted the Spirit Beast clan from becoming gods, yet placed no such limit on humans.
If a being with a human body and dragon soul became a god, it would both strengthen the Dragon Clan and serve as her hidden piece planted inside the Divine Realm—something that could play a crucial role when the Dragon Clan eventually launched its counterattack against the Divine Realm.
It was a pity that he still seemed unaware of his true nature and had no idea how noble his origins once were. She could only secretly offer him some guidance and wait until he himself comprehended his essence before he could fully reveal his identity.
Long Na'er watched as Chen Ming appeared to fall into a brief moment of stagnation. Yet the battle-ready Chen Ming showed not the slightest hesitation. His right foot stomped repeatedly against the ground, drawing forth the power of the earth. Sharp earth spikes surged upward from below, thrusting straight toward Long Na'er.
At the same time, Chen Ming slammed his hands together. A white torrent erupted from his clasped hands, shaped like a blooming flower calyx. It was a high-temperature, high-pressure steam attack—the kind of gaseous assault most difficult for Spirit Masters to defend against.
"Hmph. Not bad." Long Na'er shook the silver-white dragon spear in her hand. Several types of heaven and earth elements came under her control.
The sharp earth spikes rapidly softened before her, transforming into a series of steps. Instead of harming her, they lifted her and carried her toward Chen Ming.
Thunder power coiled around the dragon spear. With a casual swing, a colossal dragon head formed of lightning roared forth. Chen Ming's high-pressure steam was instantly shredded by the lightning, yet the massive dragon head continued surging forward with undiminished momentum.
Chen Ming swung his arms lightly. Both limbs were instantly covered by a massive quantity of earth elements. Simply by waving his arms, he used the natural resistance of earth elements against lightning elements to effortlessly shatter the thunder dragon head.
As if returning the favor, Chen Ming shook his hands. The enormous earth-element arm guards on both arms were flung outward. They exploded in midair into countless fragments of stone, which then transformed into innumerable dragon heads that lunged toward Long Na'er, jaws wide.
Long Na'er had intended to use her control over earth elements to disintegrate these dragon heads. However, she sensed a special Spirit Power circulating inside them, preventing her from breaking them down in a short time.
The silver-white girl lightly tapped the ground with her toes. Her whole body moved like a butterfly, weaving through the attacks of the earth element.
The silver-white dragon spear in her hand turned into a streak of silver light.
Like a wandering dragon, it circled around her and easily crushed Chen Ming's attacks.
Then she rushed straight toward Chen Ming at close range.
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