"If I'm not hallucinating, then…" Qian Cangyi paused, no longer moving forward, "I'm afraid Jing Huashui is really dead."
What would the Black Dragon do next? Unable to open the underground space, would it keep searching for us, tiny as bugs? Where is Shadow Play?
Qian Cangyi clenched his teeth, hesitating whether to move on.
After all, the power and speed displayed by the Black Dragon were terrifyingly great.
Since he was at a distance, the Black Dragon didn't seem to notice him, continuing its search in the surrounding ruins instead.
After once again swatting away two large pieces of rubble, the Black Dragon grew impatient. It spread its wings, flapping constantly, blowing all the smaller debris around it away.
The Black Dragon hung its head low, as if noticing something, and took a step forward, its claw swiping down at the ground.
At the instant the tremor reached him, Qian Cangyi saw something else.
A shadow moving at high speed.
