Just as Qing Yan finished speaking, his hand became empty when Pangong Tso fell to the floor, having become a shadow!
Astonished, Qing Yan grabbed for the shadow, but it scattered with a poof and turned into smoke, so his hand grasped only air!
The smoke separated into a dozen parts and flew away by the ground. The young experts of the dragon village rose into the air and pounced at them from different directions, each chasing after one part. They dispersed each trail of smoke, but there were no traces of Pangong Tso.
Suddenly, Qin Mu raised his hand and a sword light flew out. Blood light shone, and a leg landed on the ground with a splattering of blood from out of nowhere.
Qin Mu controlled his sword with qi, and sword lights flashed, yet he didn't hit anything.
