Boom!
The smoke from the explosion billowed into the sky above the Dragon Spine Mountain Range, sweeping away the snow on the ridges with the resulting blast wave a short moment later.
"Whoo~"
Jingjing, with its fins trailing tiny whirlwinds, passed through the smoke and caught the falling Shao Zifeng.
Shao Zifeng looked at the place on his wrist where Li Fangyan had grabbed him, twisted purple-black veins slowly surfacing, his face showing an expression of uncertain shock.
Was this, a virus?
At that moment, the smoke beneath Jingjing violently churned as an ugly head burst through, opening its gaping maw to bite at them.
"Whoo~"
Jingjing, rippling its gauzy fins, nimbly avoided the Poison Fire Flying Dragon's lunge, before quickly twisting its body, its horn atop its head twinkling like ice crystals.
Boom!
