Chen Wang was somewhat surprised at this moment.
In his Sea of Consciousness, there was now no trace of Great Dragon, nor any trace of that woman.
He searched every corner of his Sea of Consciousness, yet still found nothing.
Chen Wang was deeply worried and muttered, "Dragon Lord couldn't have died just like that, could he?"
Earlier, he had used Faith Power as a bell precisely to save Dragon Lord.
Because he was certain that what the woman had grabbed was not some Thought Incarnation of Dragon Lord at all. Dragon Lord was severely injured and simply did not possess such an ability. That had been Dragon Lord's true body.
The power the woman casually wielded had already been more than he could bear. Chen Wang was extremely concerned for Dragon Lord's safety.
A rare look of dejection appeared on Chen Wang's face.
Great Dragon had dwelled peacefully in his Sea of Consciousness, perfectly safe. Yet in order to save him and expose the woman's origins, he had kept Chen Wang from being bewitched.
By now, Chen Wang completely believed what Great Dragon had said. There was definitely something wrong with this woman, and Great Dragon had very likely met with disaster.
Chen Wang could not help letting out a deep sigh.
But at that moment, a weak voice arose behind him. A tiny golden dragon lay limply on the ground and said, "Why do you look like you're at a funeral, as if I've died?"
Chen Wang was immediately startled.
He saw that Great Dragon had become even smaller than before. He had originally been three inches long in Chen Wang's Sea of Consciousness, but now he was only one inch long. No wonder Chen Wang had failed to notice him at first.
Chen Wang said in delighted