As continuous low growls echoed in their ears, the tremors grew more frequent, and the roars drew closer.
Yilang trembled violently, having long since shrunk back to his normal size out of sheer terror.
Lord Wuheng hurriedly retrieved the component of the Retrospective Mirror, tightly grasped Feifei’s hand, lifted Yilang with one hand, and prepared to fly toward the foot of the mountain.
Chapter 22