"General Chen, what are you waiting for?"
The urging voice of Old Man Dong rang in his ears.
Chen Yuan came back to his senses, saw the wounded Dragon Girl and the panting Old Man Dong, discarded any distracting thoughts, and prepared to make a big push and hunt for the next node.
He had just taken two steps when the Magic Eye Golden Light flowed; then a thunderous explosion rang through the world, and a giant face formed from the dark clouds above, with pupils as fierce as two rounds of the Great Sun, slowly scanning the two men and one dragon below. From its mouth emitted a cold and indifferent voice that shook the world.
"Unbelievable."
"A wounded dragon."
"The legendary Trapped Dragon Lock."
"And a brash little guy who masters the Dharma Eye."
The discerning eyes of the Dragon and Tiger critiqued each, comprehending their capabilities profoundly, the voice carrying a hint of malice, clashing like metal.
"But do you think you can escape?"
