The dragon's head was majestic, its whiskers flickering like lightning. Each scale was distinct, each glistening with a dazzling blue-white lightning glow.
The dragon's body coiled, robust and powerful, and with a gentle flick of its tail tip, the air crackled.
The Thunder Dragon was not wild but exuded a sense of gentleness, slowly circling Shen Siyuan, lowly humming.
The lightning illuminated his figure, resonating with the great golden sun and strands of merit within his Sea of Consciousness, restrained yet overwhelmingly majestic.
Shen Siyuan's eyes remained tightly closed, fully immersed in comprehending the Thunder Path.
This Thunder Dragon, transformed from Tang Tang's innate lightning, was being gradually refined and assimilated by him, becoming a part of his own power.
