BOOM—
BANG—
In the outskirts of Qinglu County, a muffled boom would occasionally echo out, but a look around revealed nothing unusual.
However, an observant person would notice that the ceaseless chirping of insects and birds, normally ever-present in the deep mountains and old forests, had vanished without a trace.
Aside from the occasional, strange noise, the surroundings were deathly silent. If not for the bright sun, the leisurely White Clouds, the verdant mountains, and the babbling streams, one might think they had arrived in the Hell Netherworld, a place utterly devoid of life.
The inability to contain the commotion within the Array, allowing wisps of Magical Power to leak out, indicated that the battle inside had reached its most intense stage.
As the Ink Flood Dragon twisted its massive body, its form was frozen for a moment by a seven-colored radiance.
