"Rustling..."
The sound of tearing through the air approached from afar, and several minutes later, Lee Zhen, Ning Ye, and the Ning Family Ancestor, among others, finally staggered over.
Each of them bore injuries, their breath waning, clearly having paid a heavy price to stall that terrifying black dragon.
Seeing Lin Chen standing unharmed atop the mountain peak, everyone breathed a sigh of relief.
"Lin Chen, are you okay?"
Lee Zhen approached in a flash, scrutinizing him with concern:
"What happened just now? Where's that black dragon? Why did it suddenly disappear?"
Lin Chen raised his head to meet the concerned and curious gazes of the crowd.
He once again vigilantly scanned the surroundings, then succinctly recounted the earlier conversation with the white-haired elder.
After hearing Lin Chen's account, everyone exchanged bewildered and incredulous looks.
The black dragon that nearly led to their downfall was merely a test set by a Dao fragment?
