Wang Nan's recollections had not yet ended.
His experiences from his previous life gradually unfolded before his eyes—a myriad of bizarre scenes and unforgettable memories. Even after being reborn, these memories had influenced him more or less, leaving an indelible mark on his heart.
In Wang Nan's spiritual sea, the ball of light that had been suspended in mid-air finally stirred. It slowly became transparent, and a slender figure gradually emerged.
Seeing Wang Nan's closed eyes, his consciousness deep in meditation, Mu En nodded slightly and no longer paid attention to him.
However, just as Mu En left the Sea God Pavilion, the skeleton before Wang Nan suddenly seemed to come alive, slowly beginning to move.
From the head of the true Dragon skeleton, two clusters of nine-colored flames suddenly lit up in its empty eye sockets. Sounds emanated from its empty throat.
It was like the 'woo woo' sound of wind blowing through the hollows of the skeleton or like someone whispering softly in Wang Nan's ear.
"Come..."
"Come find me..."
"Come to my long resting place..."
"Seek the truth..."
The true Dragon skeleton's head lifted high, as if letting out a silent Dragon roar. The next moment, the entire skeleton seemed to have exhausted all its power, turning into dust and vanishing from the room.
Only a nine-colored stream of light flew from its skull and drilled into Wang Nan's glabella.
At this moment, Wang Nan's consciousness sat cross-legged in his spiritual sea. In the center of his spiritual sea was a vibrant small island, much like a real world, with various plants growing luxuriantly on it.
Above the island was a warm ball of light like the sun, surrounded by an ocean symbolizing Wang Nan's mental force.
However, at this moment, in the originally quiet and peaceful spiritual sea, a storm was brewing.
As the nine-colored stream of light entered Wang Nan's spiritual sea, layers of waves continuously spread outward from around him, pushing the mental force to diffuse in all directions. The spiritual sea seemed to transform into a real ocean, boundless and endless.
The ball of light above slowly dispersed, gradually pressing down toward the sea surface. The light it emitted was no longer bright, as if covered by dark clouds.
The fierce wind howled, and giant waves surged. In Wang Nan's spiritual sea, it was as if preparations were being made for a miracle.
Until Wang Nan opened his eyes, a bolt of lightning tore through the dim sky. His memories and his will all merged into the ball of light in the air, and a huge vortex appeared on the sea surface. This was followed by thunder like ten thousand horses galloping.
Bright lightning connected the ball of light with the spiritual sea. Wang Nan's Spirit had been released at some point, with five spirit rings—yellow, yellow, purple, purple, and black—surrounding him. The Coiling Dragon Staff was gradually shedding its black color, becoming as if cast from gold.
Soon, the sound of thunder transformed into loud Dragon roars, and the figure of a giant Dragon slowly emerged amidst the lightning and thunder.
Five translucent figures drilled out from its body, swam around in the spiritual sea, and then exited the spiritual sea.
Underground in the Sea God Pavilion, Wang Nan's room was now a golden yellow. The golden Coiling Dragon Staff was held flat in Wang Nan's hand, its Dragon shadow having left the rod and continuously swimming around Wang Nan's body.
His right arm and chest emitted a golden light. Spirit power continuously flowed between Wang Nan and the Coiling Dragon Staff, causing his right arm bone to also undergo constant changes.
Even more noticeable was the external chest bone Wang Nan had recently acquired.
At this moment, it glowed brightly, and Wang Nan's clothes could no longer completely cover it. Spiky, vein-like structures connected to Wang Nan, but what flowed within them was no longer red, but golden blood.
Five translucent figures appeared around Wang Nan, pulsating with the giant Dragon in mid-air.
The first figure was slender, similar to a Dragon yet not quite, its tail more resembling a python. It continuously swam and flickered in the air, then drilled into Wang Nan's first spirit ring.
Immediately, the originally yellow spirit ring became even brighter. It seemed to have gained substance, and upon closer inspection, one could even see dense, Dragon-scale-like patterns covering it.
The second figure looked much clumsier, similar to a Dragon in shape but shorter, with no horns on its head. It just shook its head clumsily and drilled into the second spirit ring.
The third figure was the Rock Ridge Subdragon that Wang Nan had once defeated in his spiritual sea. Although it still retained some of its original shadow, its body was more slender and agile, like a young true Dragon.
The fourth figure was the most special. Although it originated from a Tyrannosaurus Rex, the will within it was that of a Golden Qilin. After all, Wang Nan had long guessed whose power was responsible for the reappearance of the nearly extinct Tyrannosaurus Rex on the Douluo Continent.
The Golden Qilin's figure appeared beside Wang Nan, seemingly consciously rubbing against him. Under the influence of Wang Nan's Spirit, the Golden Dragon King Bloodline within the Golden Qilin also gradually emerged. By the time the Golden Qilin returned to the fourth spirit ring, the ring had completely turned golden.
In comparison, the change in the fifth figure was less obvious. After all, Bi'an itself was a Divine Beast, and its Bloodline was already top-tier.
Wang Nan only vaguely sensed the external changes and did not witness them firsthand. The shock brought by what was happening before his eyes was no less than what was happening outside.
The golden giant Dragon coiled its body and floated in mid-air, just like the ball of light had been.
Wang Nan met its gaze, and in its eyes, he saw his experiences from this life and his memories from his previous life.
Only then did Wang Nan realize that his Spirit contained a Dragon Soul, named Breaking Dragon. It was born of Heaven and Earth, condensed from the righteous energy of Heaven and Earth. Although it was of the Dragon Clan, it was not governed by the Dragon God. It could break all evil and feared no powerful enemy.
In fact, the Coiling Dragon Staff Spirit had long lost its ability to awaken the Dragon Soul by the time it was passed down to the present. However, Wang Nan was naturally outstanding in mental force, and under his influence, the Dragon appeared with his Spirit.
It would gradually absorb the power of the righteous energy of Heaven and Earth, constantly awaken in battles against evil forces, and continuously provide feedback to Wang Nan.
Originally, it should have been this way.
But a Spirit Master and their Spirit would influence each other. Just as people with fire-attributed Spirits were always more irritable than those with ice-attributed Spirits, the Spirits of those with evil intentions would also gradually become twisted.
Wang Nan had gone through such a process.
When his Spirit awakened at six years old, he had experienced very little in this world. His memories from his previous life had brought him too much influence, and this Dragon had also evolved under this influence into a unique and even more powerful Dragon Clan.
In addition to possessing the characteristics of the Dragon, each time Wang Nan absorbed a spirit ring, he could use the power of this Dragon to absorb and assimilate the will of the Spirit Beast within it, then combine it with himself for evolution and transformation, and then feed it back into the spirit ring.
Wang Nan called it the Evil Breaking Dragon.
Born from the refining of Heaven and Earth, it could transform all things in the fleeting world.