Calmness and madness alternated, yet Lan Xuanyu steadfastly held on to that sliver of clarity within himself. He leaned neither towards the silver nor the gold, as if a third consciousness had emerged within him, suspended above the two, merely observing everything in silence without interference.
Vaguely, the laws shifted. Lan Xuanyu could distinctly feel a unique power gradually forming within him, overlooking all that had once been.
"Rip!" As his body expanded to a massive 120 meters, transforming into a gigantic golden dragon, the sound of rupture at last emerged.
A crack appeared on the golden dragon's back, an excruciating and piercing pain vibrating vividly through Lan Xuanyu's senses.
"Roar! Roar! Roar!" The Golden Dragon King's emotions howled and raged madly, while the Silver Dragon King's emotions also grew increasingly agitated.
