Night.
In a stream.
Three figures raced along.
The Wooden Doll sat on Gu Qingshan's shoulder, shading its eyes with one hand as it looked up at the sky.
"A meteor is falling."
It called out.
They all looked up. A dim streak of light slanted across the sky.
Suddenly.
The earth shook, and mountains trembled.
The ground let out a deep, heavy groan.
Gu Qingshan struggled to steady himself. "Has the Demon Dragon arrived?"
"Exactly," the tall woman replied. "It landed not far from us. It'll be here soon."
"Can we outrun it?"
"No. Its strength and speed are both at their peak. It'll catch up to us in no time."
"Looks like we have no choice but to fight." Gu Qingshan furrowed his brow.
"That won't work either. Its body is the ultimate weapon. Without using the power of the Abyss, I can't beat it. And you—"
The tall woman glanced at him and sighed softly.
She reached into her long black hair and plucked out a strand.
She looped it around her waist and tied it, then held the other end out toward Gu Qingshan.
"You have the power of the Demon Dragon's blood in you. If it discovers you, it'll eat you on the spot."
She tied the strand around Gu Qingshan's wrist and continued, "My hair can stretch and contract. This isn't a Transcendence power, but a natural property of my body."
"Then what?" Gu Qingshan asked.
"You go ahead. I'll hold it off. Once you reach the teleportation point, pull this strand as hard as you can. Its ability to stretch and contract will activate at once, and it'll bring me straight to you."
Gu Qingshan glanced at her. "Aren't you afraid I'll throw the strand away?"
The tall woman replied indifferently, "No matter