After Moran’s breakthrough, his demonic dragon body grew increasingly massive. Surrounding him were the shed scales, while the newly emerged black scales gleamed with a purplish-black luster, appearing incredibly resilient at a glance. His dragon horns had surged by several centimeters, and his sharp claws glinted with a cold light. Moran opened his mouth, collected his shed dragon scales, and returned to Jian’s side. Shrinking his form, he coiled around his master’s wrist and fell silent.
Jian waved her sleeve, retracting the spent magic crystals and the unused defensive arrays, before instructing Long Lei, "Let’s head back."
The members of the Dragon Clan who had been watching Moran’s tribulation now began to fly back to their territory in twos and threes, whispering among themselves.
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