"ROAR!!!"
A dragon's roar erupted from Gao Neng's mouth.
It was very sudden.
But it was more than loud enough.
And as the dragon's roar rang out, an enormous, thirty-foot-tall phantom slowly materialized above Gao Neng's head.
It shone with a brilliant golden light, magnificent and peerless.
It was a gigantic, golden dragon head.
It had two long whiskers and a pair of golden dragon eyes.
Of course, at the same moment the golden dragon head appeared, Gao Neng's eyes also turned gold—a pure, solid gold.
Gao Neng looked at the world before him.
A strange sense of familiarity washed over him.
The world in front of his eyes had become incredibly vibrant.
Bit by bit...
All sorts of elements filled the air.
Gao Neng had experienced this feeling before.
In the Forgotten Land, when his Spiritual Power first connected with the "magnetic pile," he had seen an almost identical world.
A world teeming with elements!
He could manipulate any element he wished.
He raised a hand!
