Dragon Gate Desert.
Bai Yujun conjured a sandstorm, yellow dust filling the sky. As far as was known, the most important condition for the Dragon Gate to appear was extreme sandstorm weather. Perhaps the harsh weather disrupted the energy field, causing the damaged Dragon Gate formation to fail and reveal itself.
It was certain that in Ancient Times, the Dragon Gate had no inevitable connection to sandstorms. But it was broken now, and many things had slipped beyond control.
"Flood dragons like playing with water. We really don't like playing with fire..."
Preparations came before adventure.
She removed her conical hat, revealing her dragon horns, and changed into a lightweight, agile set of white fitted clothes. She bound her long hair tightly and tucked it inside her clothes. A mysterious pearl appeared in her left hand, while her right gripped the dragon spear. Bai decided to try playing with fire. A flood dragon's life was long; she had to do something thrilling, even mad enough that she might obtain a treasure.
The storm churned the yellow dust with a howl. Apart from the rumbling wind, nothing could be heard.
Her slender, delicate body floated in the sky, chest raised, head held high, toes pointed downward. The faintly sensual curves of her slim waist and long legs stood utterly at odds with the storm. A few scales, large and small, surfaced at the corners of her eyes and across her cheeks, while the tiger teeth at the corners of her cherry lips sharpened!
The wind and sand raged, and the Dragon Gate Desert's energy field became chaotic...
"It's out."
A transparent outline of the Dragon Gate emerged in the sky, gradually solidifying. Auspicious Clouds, three-dimensional and like golden cotton, surrounded it. The sacred Dragon Gate appearing within this dim yellow world