"Foundation, you say?"
An Jing was a bit curious, for indeed, to Jin Yanhua, she had many things to be proud of.
Besides 'my Dragon God father', she was also an Endless Heavens Traveler, a Divine Craftsman, a Master Tianji, a Grandmaster of Thunder Method...no matter the identity or accomplishment, they were all exceptionally noble.
If she wished, Jin Yanhua could receive the finest treatment anywhere in this world—what, then, could be called 'her foundation'?
With this curiosity, An Jing followed Jin Yanhua down together.
Thus, the Heavenly Dome was torn by the dragon's roar.
Within the night-glowing sea of clouds, a touch of azure suddenly lit up, a streak of deep cyan thunder light emerged, splitting the skies.
The light twisted and coiled, like a dragon snake, reckless and wild, as if it transformed from the purest of thunder, piercing through the dim East Sea sky amidst the rumbling.
"That thunder light?" "It's the General!" "General Jin has returned!"
