The tomb of the Ancient Fallen Empire is no benign place.
Other giant dragons might be arrogant and overconfident, but Leon was not—he had been prepared for this moment long ago.
Seeing the golden coffin automatically open, a figure wearing a golden mask sat up. Leon took a deep breath, his chest glowed instantly, and he opened his mouth, unleashing a torrent of Samadhi True Fire. The blazing flames immediately engulfed the entire golden coffin.
Compared to the undead-specialized Hand Palm Bomb, he preferred the Samadhi True Fire for its broader applicability—the burning magic characteristic was something the Hand Palm Bomb lacked.
Five seconds.
Ten seconds.
Thirty seconds.
When Leon first mastered the Samadhi True Fire, he was still a baby dragon with weak Mana—a single burst of Samadhi True Fire would deplete his Mana entirely.
