Yu Sheng felt that something seemed off. Although he could not see the pure-white dragon's "expression," he could already sense a flustered quality in the dragon's string of "decelerating" movements during the few seconds it spent descending toward the platform.
The next second, his spiritual intuition gave a sudden "boing," and a premonition of imminent death shot through him.
He was far too familiar with that feeling.
So with a loud, "Fuck!" Yu Sheng leaped straight off the dragon's back without a second thought. He flipped twice in midair, and out of the corner of his eye, he saw a dazzling streak of light hurtling over from nearby. It was squawking "coo, coo, coo" the entire way. Then the streak accelerated beneath him and caught him securely.
Yu Sheng had no idea whether he was riding Salt Baked or White Cut. In any case, the bird had evolved so much that even its own mother would not recognize it anymore. He grabbed a tuft of multicolored feathers near the "celestial bird's" neck and flew toward the platform along the dragon's falling path. Halfway there, he saw the dragon fold half its wings and prepare to land—only for it to slam headfirst into the ground beside the platform.
The impact truly shook the heavens and earth.
Yu Sheng watched the enormous creature, twice as large as Huli in her demon fox form, let out a low growl—possibly a cry of surprise—and smash through a series of rocks and pillars along the platform's edge. After sweeping aside every obstacle with overwhelming force, it crashed into the platform. Then, under the force of its momentum, its entire body flipped up, carrying astonishing power, and slammed down on its back...
If he had still been on the dragon's back at that moment, he would