Starry sky mechs were as young as dragons, and gods and demons murmured and hissed in the abyss.
In this era where new arts collided with old arts, and technology collided with divine power, Lu Yuan stumbled and descended with an attribute panel that allowed for unlimited transfers.
“Profession [Martial Way Patriarch] + Material [Abyssal Nine-Headed Dragon Heart], can advance and transfer into [Fallen Dark Dragon Sect] ….”
Lu Yuan looked at his hands that were gradually covered with pieces of black scales, the black hair behind him danced wildly without wind, his scarlet eyes gazed at the humanoid mechs that crossed the night sky like meteors at breakneck speeds, and whispered to himself with a smile, “Now …… I should be able to do a hand tearing mech right …….”