Inside the Dragon Transformation Pool, twelve days had already passed.
For one who was not of pure true dragon bloodline, this was an astonishing feat beyond belief.
Long Yi finally could not endure any longer.
His eyes suddenly snapped open, golden dragon patterns surged upon his body, and in the next instant he leapt up, bursting out from the Dragon Transformation Pool.
His body, which had previously been on the verge of destruction and riddled with grievous wounds, was now fully healed.
Not a single scar could be seen.
What was even more important was that his aura had grown significantly stronger.
The dragon blood within his body had been purified by another twenty percent.
At this moment his dragon blood concentration had reached seventy percent, and his dragon aspect was manifest, unmistakable!
"The longest my clan’s ancestor ever lasted was nine days. Now, I have broken the record—twelve whole days."
"But I wonder… just how far can that one go?"
Though Long Yi should have been elated by his unimaginable harvest, he felt little joy within.
Instead, his gaze grew complicated as he looked back toward the Dragon Transformation Pool below.
There, a solitary upright figure still remained submerged, unwavering as an immovable mountain.