Enrapturing yet suffocating, as the union of Xinzi's two voices pealed across the state, all that listened to the melody felt these two sensations take hold of them. Daji was no different. But unlike the others, Huanglong didn't have a soul, and therefore couldn't bear the full weight of Xinzi's oppressive celestial powers.
The Yellow Dragon roared at Xinzi's display. The sky reddened in response, yellow lightning and blinding flashes of light shafting down the heavens as burning jets of yellow fire took shape around Huanglong's limbs and set his body ablaze. Under the dazed eyes of the audience, Huanglong turned into a ball — no — a mountain of resplendent light, crackling lightning and searing yellow flames. The pressure of his aura rose immensely, exceeding that of a Loose Immortal.
