At this moment, the "little snake" soared out of the sea of consciousness and instantly transformed into a hundred-meter-long flood dragon in the midst of a powerful gust!
Roar!
It roared towards the sky, emitting a deafening dragon chant as it surged upwards and dived into the dark clouds upstream of the Hukou Waterfall.
The wind and rain became even more fierce between heaven and earth.
The rain that was already pouring became even more torrential, as if a high-pressure water gun was blasting out water from the clouds. In just a short moment, the momentum of the waterfall had increased by a few levels.
"Did you hear that?"
"What was that sound just now?"
"A dragon...dragon chant?"
On the riverbank.
The tourists were all stunned.
Long Xiaoxue was in her dragon soul state, invisible to anyone besides Xu Yang. Those tourists could not see or hear her dragon chant, which was a form of spiritual power on a higher plane.
