Zhu Minglang watched the open space ahead.
Nothing happened.
Was his Nuwa Dragon lacking skill or did it not receive the proper inheritance...
Just as Zhu Minglang was doubting the purity of his Nuwa Dragon's bloodline, a huge shadow appeared in the distance, darkening a large stretch of forest.
Zhu Minglang looked up slightly, only to be startled.
A mountain shaped like a five-fingered hand had appeared out of nowhere in mid-air. If it were to fall on that forest, it would surely crush all the plant life to a pulp!
This was not a Falling Rock Technique, it was Mount Tai's Crushing Weight!
The Nuwa Dragon's cute little palm withdrew, and the floating five-finger mountain vanished abruptly.
Her kind heart would never harm innocent little creatures; she was just showing Zhu Minglang her Rock Hiding Method.
