A dragon has a reversed scale; touch it, and you shall die.
Whether perceived by the naked eye or through Spiritual Perception, the golden scales showed no trace after their transformation. But Qin Jin was certain that this Fantasy True Dragon had undergone significant changes, distinct from before.
"The Dragon Maiden's gift, the Star God's remains."
Gazing at the Fantasy True Dragon, Qin Jin's thoughts raced: "Unexpectedly, these high-end items from two worlds completed their fusion without notice."
"This True Dragon..."
"Now, it truly has the chance to grow on this Desolate Star, possibly becoming a fantasy creature monopolizing its forbidden area."
His thoughts turned over in his mind.
Before him, the Fantasy True Dragon stared with its dragon eyes, bowing down to examine itself, seemingly trying to identify its changes.
