Although the dragon egg is small enough to fit several in one hand, its inherent mystery and profundity have not diminished in the slightest.
Looking around, it emanates a subtle and elusive radiance.
The surface of the eggshell is entirely black and white, resembling a yin and yang. If observed for a long time, one can see the yin and yang, black and white, continuously flowing, like two rivers of contrasting colors, rushing in opposite directions, intertwining, and profoundly mysterious.
Having had several experiences before, Jiang Hui didn't feel that this time was particularly long. Instead, there was a special flavor to it, and soon, sixty-three days passed almost in the blink of an eye, reaching the time when the dragon egg blooms and hatches successfully.
On this day, a divine lightning bolt entered Jiang Hui's body.
Simultaneously, the voice of Golden Finger sounded again.
