The shattered black light transformed once more. It was no longer a cluster of light, but a single, distinct beam.
The beam was two meters long and as thick as a human thigh, floating in mid-air with an air of extraordinary mystery. Even more miraculous than its presence was its shape: it had ceased to be mere light, taking on the form of a dragon.
The black light possessed such texture that it looked like a body of living flesh and blood. This was no mere silhouette of a dragon made of light—it was a black dragon of tangible form! The sliver of black light that had fallen from the seal had manifested into a five-clawed black dragon. Its scales, whiskers, eyes, horns, and claws were so vivid it was as if a real black dragon had descended into the world.
Chapter 262