The Seven-Star Seal initiates the Dragon's Chant, the true spirit revealed in the fierce fang blood.
In the quiet chamber, beneath layers of white glaring hides, Zhang Fan stood as a barrier before Jiang Lai, forming seals with his hands, chanting incantations, giving rise to a terrifying surge.
This was the return of the Primordial Spirit.
This was the frenzy of True Yang.
This was the path of cultivation.
This was the Daoist Techniques.
"Impossible... This is absolutely impossible... The Great Evil Dragon Vein grows fangs, how can mortal beings move the Primordial Spirit..."
"How can you not be suppressed!?"
He Fei's eyes widened, staring intently at Zhang Fan, unable to believe his own eyes.
