It had not been seen for centuries, deemed too dangerous, too volatile. Ling Tian, in his desperation, had unleashed a power that threatened to consume him.
Grand Elder Mo shot to his feet, his ancient face pale with a mixture of fear and profound anger. "Ling Tian! What have you done?! That technique is forbidden! It will destroy your spirit!"
Patriarch Ling, however, merely watched, a grim, determined expression on his face. Win, my son, he thought. Win at any cost. This is our last chance.
Ling Tian, now covered in shimmering golden scales, his form radiating an aura of immense, divine power, laughed, a harsh, unhinged sound. "Forbidden? What is 'forbidden' to a god, old man? I will shatter this demon! I will reclaim my glory!" He turned his golden, dragon-like eyes to Jian, a terrif
