Saint Seiya’s Sacred Silver
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"We're rich, we're rich. The grand prizes this time are all very good.”

Ye Huan rubbed his hands in excitement. He calmed down for a long time before he began to spin the light spots to extract.

In the beginning, the light spots rotated very quickly, and it was impossible to see what they were going to extract.

Even Ye Huan didn't dare to look. He closed his eyes for a few seconds before opening them.

The light finally slowed down.

According to his estimation, it would stop within three pictures.

There was actually a grand prize in the first three pictures.

"Go, keep going, don't stop!"

Under Ye Huan's urging, the light spot continued to spin.

"Stop! Stop!"

Ye Huan's face was red, and the light spots were trembling. Finally, they stopped at the position of the grand prize.

At this moment, Ye Huan was so excited that his body was trembling. To be able to draw the grand prize among the thirty-six patterns. Moreover, it was the Candle Dragon Blood that he needed the most. His luck was indeed very good. His palms were sweating.

"Yeah, my luck is really good! Candle Dragon Blood!"

Ye Huan was overjoyed. However, he hesitated when he received the drop of Candle Dragon Blood.

Although the Candle Dragon Blood was sealed, the energy inside shocked Ye Huan. Thinking of what the Investiture of the Gods had said, he didn't know what to do.

"What should we do? Should he disperse his cultivation or take a gamble? This choice is too difficult."

Ye Huan stared at the Candle Dragon Blood with some difficulty.

"D * mn it, let's go all out. If we don't succeed, we'll die!”

Ye Huan gritted his teeth and prepared to absorb the drop of Torch Dragon Blood.

Moreover, he was not acting rashly. Didn't they say that the Chinese were the descendants of the dragon?

He was a pure Chinese in his original world, so he should have the bloodline of a dragon.

That was why he dared to fuse it so directly.

He could only hope that the legend of the Descendant of the Dragon was true.

In this case,

He would be more confident if he fused them together.

Boom! Boom! Boom! Boom!

When Ye Huan merged the Candle Dragon Blood into his body, he said,

It was as if a bomb had exploded in his body.

His entire body was burning!

"What's going on, Teacher Tiger Cub?”

Aiolos asked Tiger Cub anxiously.

"Don't worry. Although I don't know what happened, I can feel that the small universe in Ye Huan's body has broken through the sixth sense. He seems to have fallen into some bottleneck. Let him stay here, don't get close to him!”

Tiger Cub said softly, his eyes revealing a trace of curiosity. He did not understand how Ye Huan had broken through to the seventh sense so quickly.

What happened to Ye Huan?

"Seventh sense?"

Saga and Shaka couldn't help but be stunned. They turned their eyes to Ye Huan.

Although the flames were raging, they could still vaguely feel the huge small universe burning violently.

"F * ck, this Ye Huan is too fast. We've only just reached the middle stage of the sixth sense, and he's already at the seventh sense?”

Garen couldn't help but suck in a breath of cold air. He had to admit that this speed was incredible.

Kiruti looked at the flames on Ye Huan's body with envy in his eyes. Such a powerful flame was much stronger than the one on his body.

At this moment, Shura had also woken up. He had officially fused with the power of the stars of Capricorn, and his small universe had instantly advanced to the middle stage of the sixth sense.

At the same time, the Capricorn Golden Holy Garment flew to him and automatically put on him.

Seeing the second to last piece of gold equipment being worn by the Shura, the group of youths couldn't help but sigh.

This cultivation could be said to have ended.

They didn't have the guts to fight with Arudiba for the last Taurus Golden Holy Garment.

However, they soon came to a consensus. Ye Huan was so strong, but he could not get a Golden Holy Robe. This made them feel much better.

On another ground,

Ye Huan almost exploded.

The raging flames in the Candle Dragon Blood had already enveloped him completely.

It was constantly burning his flesh and blood.

It even spread to his soul!

"We're done for! It actually didn't work. Could it be that the Descendant of the Dragon was fake?”

Ye Huan couldn't help but laugh bitterly. He had gone too far this time.

"Xiao Yezi, you didn't do anything wrong. Sigh, I was wrong. This is karma. Back then, Jiang Shang criticized me and said that I would have a calamity. I didn't expect it to be you. Alright, things that are destined can't be changed. A life for a life!"

Just when Ye Huan thought he was going to die, the Investiture of the Gods suddenly spoke.

"The Chinese have inherited the bloodline of the Ancestral Dragon, and there is a trace of the aura of the Ancestral Dragon in their souls. And when the two powerful forces, Zhulong and Ancestral Dragon, met, naturally, neither of them would submit to the other! "However, the Ancestral Dragon bloodline in your body is too thin. At this time, you need me to help you. You have to fuse well and don't disappoint me.”

"Grandpa Feng, you…"

Ye Huan suddenly felt that something was wrong. The Investiture of the Gods seemed to be bidding farewell.

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