Zhaang Ye flew at full speed for over 300 li when he felt a powerful force from behind, seeming to pull him backward. Zhaang Ye knew this was the unique Devouring Power of the Space Storm. 'If I get dragged back by this, even ten thousand lives won't save me.'
ROAR!
Zhaang Ye unleashed the full extent of the Ancient Dragon Power within him, controlling a faint cloud to carry him away at top speed.
CRY!
Just as Zhaang Ye was flying for his life, a draconic roar suddenly echoed from over a hundred li away. The cry was terrifying to the extreme. With that single, long roar, all the clouds within a hundred li rapidly converged, as if a giant hand in the sky had snatched them up and pulled them into one place.
Zhaang Ye's heart jumped when he heard the draconic roar. He was all too familiar with it—it was the cry of that terrifying Thousand-foot Python!
