Before long, the White Dragon's tomb was whisked away from the mysterious island by the Celestial Thearch and relocated to an alternate dimension on the verge of collapse.
It was akin to roasting the White Dragon over an open fire, waiting for that guy to show up, play the hero, and save the dragon, thereby buying time for the Celestial Thearch to happily pass the throne to the Golden Trigram.
Inside the dragon tomb, the White Dragon remained in a daze. She pondered, if he were to appear, would she prefer him to come to her rescue? Or did she hope he wouldn't fall into the Celestial Thearch's scheme, ignore her, and focus on causing trouble for the Celestial Thearch?
The White Dragon sister was torn, as an adult dragon, she desired both outcomes.
After launching the dragon tomb into the alternate dimension, the Celestial Thearch kept a close eye on the timing, returning to the side of the white-robed Golden Trigram to conduct the "succession ceremony."
