The pitch-black storm was like a pool of dried, hardened ink. As her body passed through it, fragments of space-time slashed wildly across her, leaving scratches from the sheer speed.
A burst of white light suddenly bloomed before Ilyesia's eyes, and the Space-time Ripple violently thrust her out.
Even without sight, her body had already memorized the route.
She deftly turned downward, folded her wings, curled herself into a ball, and bit the tip of her tail. Like a hedgehog, she rolled across the ground until she crashed into a wall, sending dust cascading down.
Ilyesia spread her dragon wings. The emerald color in her eyes gradually faded, transforming into clear ice-blue Dragon Eyes. The black shadows around her body also receded, restoring her normal snow-white dragon scales.
She shook off the dust and rubble covering her body. Her hind legs had been badly injured by that evil god. As a proud dragon, she could only crawl forward like a snake, dragging herself along on her belly. Every movement tugged at the divine corrosion on her abdomen, reminding her of the gap in their strength.
Fortunately, there was no problem with the point where she had landed, and her nest was not far away. Before long, a petite Fairy Dragon fluttered over on butterfly wings and said anxiously yet brightly:
"You're back, you're back, you're back! You finally came back, Azafina..."
"I don't use that name anymore, Wawa."
Enduring the pain, Ilyesia corrected her:
"I'm Ilyesia now. Ilyesia Xunfeng."
"Uh, all right. But I was really worried about you, Ilyesia. Traveling through space-time puts too much strain on you. Even a legendary Emerald Dragon can only travel back into its own past body, let alone you, when you've only transplanted half an Emerald Dragon's marrow."
Wawa the Fairy Dragon looked