Yellow Dragon Spirit Realm.
Above the mountain hollow.
Little Dragon Girl stood still like a statue, her pair of golden vertical pupils exuding a tangible pressure, sweeping back and forth over Huang Tianjing and Chen He.
Under her "Dragon Dao Heavenly Eye," every minute movement of these two was captured at a glance.
Large beads of sweat slid down Huang Tianjing's temples, bearing the brunt of the mighty dragon's power, he felt as if his body was about to be crushed.
He suddenly glanced at Chen He and forced his voice into a line: "I fear I can't hold on much longer, you need to act quickly. Soon, I'll cut open the barrier for you, just stop Yao Yuelong from maintaining the array, and try not to hurt anyone."
Upon hearing this, Chen He's gaze narrowed slightly, he looked deeply at Little Dragon Girl.
