Ye Family, villa.
In the room.
Fang Yu's body continued to float in mid-air.
When his Inner Essence was fully saturated,
he slowly opened his eyes...
Before him, the Golden Dragon's phantom dissipated.
Capturing the fleeting image of the Golden Dragon, Fang Yu's heart leapt with joy. It seemed that the effects of the Golden Dragon were growing stronger.
Although he did not know what changes the Golden Dragon would undergo next, Fang Yu held infinite expectations for it.
"Could it be that my Cultivation speed is slowing down... Is this Golden Dragon devouring my Inner Essence?" The more Fang Yu thought about it, the more evident it felt.
"This Divine Dragon Technique is becoming more and more mysterious."
After the breathing exercises—
Fang Yu raised his hand, seizing a Mandala petal.
The petal was as immaculate as ever.
Swoosh!
With a slight movement of his hand, the Mandala petal abruptly transformed into a narrow, slender sword, glinting with a cold gleam.