The pain that erupted within the Azure Dragon beasts defied description. It was as if every inch of their bodies was simultaneously being melted by the fires of the sun and brutally torn apart by the claws of primordial beasts. This torment made death seem like a merciful alternative, yet even that escape was denied to them.
The Azure Dragon beasts wanted to scream for mercy, to beg for a swift end to their suffering. But no words, not even the faintest whimper, could escape their throats.
Yulong's black flaming tendrils were ruthlessly efficient, directly siphoning out every drop of blood and Dragon essence from their bodies.
As Yulong began the absorption process, she gracefully sat down in a meditative position, her movements fluid and controlled despite the chaos surrounding her. Her expression was one of intense focus, tinged with an almost rapturous pleasure as she felt the power flowing into her.