"Hmph..."
Pain flickered in Jiang Ming's eyes, an agony of the soul that ordinary people could not endure.
A wisp of his soul entered the Fire Dragon.
The Fire Dragon's eyes gradually showed expression.
"Roar..." The sound was soft but filled with dignity.
Jiang Ming relaxed his grip, his whole body loosened, and he exhaled deeply.
The first dragon, Qian Dragon, was finally complete.
With its eyes full of spirit, the Fire Dragon hovered around Jiang Ming. At Jiang Ming's thought, the Fire Dragon immediately performed a variety of complex maneuvers.
This feeling... was like having an extra arm.
No, more than that.
Jiang Ming emptied his mind.
The Fire Dragon continued to dance in the air, glancing around as if on guard.
This Fire Dragon even possessed a certain level of combat ability.
It was like having a mechanical arm connected to nerves and equipped with basic artificial intelligence.
