C811 Taiyi Gold Paint

Countless criss-crossing cracks spread on its surface like a spider web. In the end, it was like a cracked porcelain of ice, and the light gradually dimmed. The essence within turned into a dragon and snake, falling into Meng Xuan's mouth and nose.

Meng Xuan's head of snow-white hair turned jet-black once more. His dark golden body seemed to have been cast, his spirit and vigor reaching its peak