It had all the necessary dragon scales, dragon horns, four wings, and claws, not a single one missing. Aside from its relatively small size, it was completely and utterly a standard, incredibly domineering Golden Dragon.
After absorbing all the golden light, the Golden Dragon abruptly opened its eyes.
The four wings on its back vibrated, and it began to meander and spiral through his meridians.
Wherever it passed, it would leave a thick trace of dragon might within his body.
And under the permeation of the dragon might, his originally calm blood actually began to boil as if brought to a rolling simmer.
Alex's face instantly revealed excitement and fanaticism, feeling an incomparable enjoyment towards this unprecedented sensation.
Ever since he transmigrated to this world, his starting point had been the Seventh Level of the Supreme Realm. He had not experienced the world prior to that for even a single day.
