Qing Ming could still cultivate within the Demon Banishment Pagoda, but it was slightly insufficient for her to undergo tribulation and transform into a dragon. Presently, this expanse of space was only connected to the Illusory Mist Swamp of the Immortal Dimension. Even a Mysterious Immortal Realm Dragon Seeking Envoy would find it difficult to arrive here, let alone transmit the aura of the Dragon Clan. Lu Xiaotian directly let Qing Ming out of the Demon Banishment Pagoda.
The little white python left the pagoda at the same time as Qing Ming. Lu Xiaotian took out some immortal fruits and transmitted his consciousness to Qing Ming and the little white python. After that, Lu Xiaotian sat down and did his best to resist the black dragon essence within his body.
"Yes, Sir!" When Qing Ming found out that Lu Xiaotian had suffered a heavy injury, she recalled the days she lived in fear in Flame Modu. Now that she was in a safe place for dragon transformation, she couldn't help but have a complicated feeling in her heart. Even if she was unable to clearly sense the injuries within Lu Xiaotian's body, Qing Ming knew that Lu Xiaotian's injuries were absolutely extraordinary from the faint and unfathomable changes in his body and the aura of death that lingered around him.
However, she didn't know when Lu Xiaotian would be able to recover. Moreover, from the consciousness transmitted to her by Lu Xiaotian, Qing Ming understood that danger might appear at any moment. She couldn't be bothered to be sad at this moment and made some fruit jam for the little white python. However, the little white python seemed to be able to sense the terrible situation within Lu Xiaotian's body. It just swam around Lu Xiaotian anxiously while whimpering, and it was in no mood to eat the fruit jam at all.
Later on, the little white python seemed to be tired from circling around Lu Xiaotian, and it swam to Lu Xiaotian's side. It leaned against Lu Xiaotian's leg and raised its head to glance at Lu Xiaotian from time to time before falling into a deep sleep.
Qing Ming's heart ached when she saw how dependent the little white python was on Lu Xiaotian. She hazily recalled a very long time ago when she was still a little python. Her parents had suddenly gone missing one day, and she and her elder sister had been waiting for their return. At that time, she was just like this little white python. Tired of waiting, she leaned against her elder sister and fell asleep.
However, the one in front of her was this little white python. While her heart ached, Qing Ming could feel a kind of warmth that came from being surrounded for a long time. Even though Lu Xiaotian and her elder sister Yan Long didn't mention Lu Xiaotian's true identity, Qing Ming previously only thought that Lu Xiaotian was perhaps a kind human True Immortal. But now, Lu Xiaotian was seriously injured, and he had to circulate his dragon essence, immortal essence, and spatial energy to resist the black dragon's dragon essence. Dragon Dragon Heavenly Dragon's aura of Heavenly Dragon was.
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The little white python curled up on Lu Xiaotian's leg and fell asleep. Qing Ming's face was filled with anxiety, but also a warm smile. She floated into the distance and circulated her demon aura to sense the aura of the tribulation lightning.
Yan Long had told Qing Ming about the process of dragon transformation. At the same time, Yan Long's explanation included some insights after becoming a dragon and after watching Lu Xiaotian cultivate as an Azure Dragon.
Qing Ming's starting point was much higher than Yan Long's.
And as Qing Ming circulated her demon aura, the aura of the tribulation lightning outside her body grew heavier. While Lu Xiaotian resisted the Dragon Dragon Heavenly Dragon's aura, he hesitated for a moment. In the end, he sent a strand of thought into Qing Ming's mind. This strand of thought included a small part of his insights after becoming a dragon. It wasn't everything. With Qing Ming's current cultivation, she was far from being able to withstand too much of his True Dragon intent.
Lu Xiaotian's True Dragon body was completely born from battle and had experienced countless blood and fire. When this strand of thought entered Qing Ming's mind, it was like a bolt of lightning striking Qing Ming's mind. Qing Ming's mind was almost completely blank, but at the same time, she seemed to have touched upon a level of intent that she had never reached before. It seemed that dragon transformation didn't completely rely on the secret techniques passed down in the clan. In the past, it was like looking at a mountain. But now, what appeared in front of Qing Ming seemed to be an entire mountainous region.
When Lu Xiaotian sent a strand of thought to Qing Ming, he discovered that the little white python curled up beside his leg actually carried a strand of dragon aura with its breathing. This was a strand of dragon aura that leaked out from his body due to the instability of his aura. Was it actually absorbed by the little white python?
Lu Xiaotian used his consciousness to examine the little white python. He discovered that there was nothing wrong with the little white python. Its breathing was steady, but it was in a deep sleep. Only then did he relax. But seeing that the little white python could actually absorb dragon aura, Lu Xiaotian also secretly sent a strand of True Dragon Will into the little white python's body. The little white python didn't seem to have any other reaction other than letting out a few comfortable grunts. Lu Xiaotian let it sleep.
Having touched upon a strand of True Dragon Will, Qing Ming saw an even more vast and vast world.
In the Void, rolling thunder struck, gathering into thick thunderclouds above Qing Ming's head. According to Qing Ming's original estimation, the thunderclouds should stop after a radius of no less than ten thousand miles. But now, the thunderclouds in the Void seemed to stretch on endlessly. They were still gathering madly. In addition to the surrounding ten thousand miles, the thickness and density of the thunderclouds were also increasing at an alarming rate.
Qing Ming's python body, which was already hundreds of feet long, was already considered huge compared to Lu Xiaotian and the little white python. But now, under the thunderclouds, it seemed as small as a grain of sand.
In order to prevent Lu Xiaotian and the little white python from being affected, Qing Ming wriggled its python body and flew further into the Void.
Originally, Qing Ming had an inexplicable fear of the Tribulation Lightning. The Tribulation Lightning wasn't just a door to advancement. It could also turn the person undergoing the tribulation into ashes and lead to an endless abyss of darkness.
Now that Qing Ming had touched upon a strand of True Dragon Will, it was also affected by the shocking battle intent in the concept. Qing Ming opened its mouth and roared. It was no longer the deep hiss of a python or a low growl. Instead, it was a clear dragon's roar. The dragon's voice had already formed before it formed a dragon's body.
"Rumble …" After an unknown period of time, the thunderclouds in the Void stopped gathering and roaring. Bolts of lightning rolled down. The blazing lightning and thunder annihilated everything in the Void. The python scales on Qing Ming's body that had already started to change shone brilliantly.
"Moo …" The dragon's roar reverberated in the Void. The Azure Dragon's long body swam in the Void. Bolts of lightning struck the python scales, but they were all deflected by Qing Ming's protective demonic light.
However, more and more lightning fell. No matter how strong the protective demonic light was, there was a limit. After blocking for a while, the protective demonic light on Qing Ming's body became thinner and thinner.
Amidst the rolling thunder, the python scales on Qing Ming's body flew off one after another. Some were charred black by the lightning. Even the flesh and blood inside was a mess.
The thunderclouds in the Void didn't seem to have an end. The bolts of lightning that fell were bigger and bigger. When its body was almost unable to bear it, Qing Ming spat out a silver handkerchief. In the middle of the silver handkerchief was the image of a python. As the silver handkerchief unfolded, it covered the Void above. Boom! Boom! Boom! Bolts of lightning landed on the silver handkerchief. At this moment, Qing Ming's python body was rapidly recovering. New scales kept growing on its body that seemed to be riddled with holes. Two small bumps appeared on its forehead. A few small bumps protruded from its abdomen. Fine spikes grew out of its tail.
"Boom …" Another explosion. The silver handkerchief gradually couldn't bear it anymore. Just as it was about to be destroyed by the tribulation lightning, Qing Ming retrieved it.
Three scarlet flying swords rose into the Void.
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