The mountains trembled, and all the beasts in a radius of several miles prostrated themselves. It was as if a real dragon had appeared. Countless ferocious beasts all knelt down on the ground, looking at that direction with reverence.
The dragon's might surged.
Chen Feng spat out a mouthful of blood. This was only the prelude to the dragon transformation. The Black Flood Dragon had not truly become a dragon yet, but even just its aura was extremely terrifying. If it successfully transformed into a dragon, what awaited him would be an unimaginable disaster.
However, fortunately, as the Black Flood Dragon's body continued to grow, its overwhelming aura suddenly subsided.
It had failed.
This was originally a bloodline martial skill, and the Black Flood Dragon had just entered the Blood Shifting stage not long ago. Forcing the use of such a martial skill was unbearable for its physical body.
Bang!