The sound of the dragon's roar echoed in the skies nineteen thousand meters above the earth—a height unreachable even by the Curse Skybird or the Golden Blaze Bird.
The Azure Dragon pierced through the sea of clouds, guided by Tang Xian's directions, and finally beheld the island suspended in the sky.
This dragon's roar reverberated like thunder, startling the ancient long-eared primates atop the Sacred Mountain, who mistook it for the return of the Ashen Dragon. Yet, the sound was markedly different.
They raised their heads in unison, their expressions transforming at the sight of the meandering Azure Dragon in the skies. Some long-eared primates, who had returned from other sacred grounds, recognized the dragon instantly. Fear seized them, as memories of the scene on Yuepela Plains came rushing back.
The primates grew restless, their chains and shackles clanging furiously. Junlin, burdened by massive restraints, gazed skyward with a startled expression.
