Sun Tianhan and Wen Renxiu had chased for a long stretch, hope rising with every breath that they'd finally corner Jiang Chen and his group.
But just as their confidence peaked, a dragon's roar—Roar!—shook the heavens.
The sound sent a shiver through both squads. Faces drained of color, eyes wide.
"No! Impossible!" someone shouted.
"A True Dragon at the Nirvana Peering realm—how could it do this?"
"This has to be a trick! It can't be real!"
Before their eyes, Ying Luo soared into the air, space tearing open around her as she vanished into the distance.
Two more dragon roars followed in quick succession, each one splitting the sky.
Ying Luo ripped through space twice in a row, slipping completely out of range of Sun Tianhan, Wen Renxiu, and the others' divine senses.
"Damn it!" someone cursed. "Why is this so hard?!"
"I've been burning my secret art too long—I can't keep it up!" another gasped, sweat running down his face.
