The weather of Zhang Shicheng's Walking Flood Dragon Transformation was earth-shattering, causing fear among the ten top masters.
At the Eight Trigrams Furnace, Xie Xuan gazed at the Walking Flood Dragon Transformation, a serious look in his eyes: "What a terrifying momentum, what a terrifying fortune. At this moment, Zhang Shicheng's strength has already stepped into the tenth tier. Even if he hasn't completed the seven-day trial, he is not someone I can deal with."
Meanwhile, at the edge of the Celestial Pool, Prince Pingbian clasped his hands together, continuously praying to the Celestial Pool: "I hope the ancestor succeeds in the Dragon Transformation! I hope the ancestor succeeds in the Dragon Transformation!"
In the distant mountains, Zhang Chen felt the Northern Land Dragon Vein being stirred, and he couldn't help but feel overjoyed.
"The time has come!"
