Bab 332: Eight Thousand

The last little bit of the Nine Dragon Pearl’s consciousness hadn’t yet dispersed, and had been roaring in the thick fiery liquid.

Within the purple-red, scorching hot sphere of liquid, nine faint, seemingly gigantic, dragon silhouettes had been soaring and ceaselessly letting out resonant, ear-piercing roars. However, those multicolored flames stably circled the fiery liquid sphere around, crushing and absorbing the fire pearl’s consciousness bit by bit.

A natural holy weapon must have had been nourished by all kinds of essence powers of the earth and the powers of suns and stars for tens of thousands of billions of years, before it formed in a secret cave, that happened to locate in a meridian of the earth. The forming process of every single piece of natural holy weapon, which was magically powerful, required countless years, and in every natural holy weapon piece, ocean-huge, immeasurably great essence powers were contained.