The spatial tunnel sealed behind them, cutting off the thunderous sounds of battle and the clamor of Great Witches watching the spectacle.
Yellow Dragon felt the world spin. Violent Spatial Turbulence raged around him, but Kua Fu's massive hand held him with terrifying steadiness. A powerful force enveloped him completely, keeping the spatial storm at bay.
An instant later, light returned.
He had been carried away from the Xingtian Tribe and now stood on an unfamiliar, vast stretch of land.
Kua Fu released him. The same simple, almost guileless smile remained on his face, as though someone else had been responsible for carrying Yellow Dragon like a chick.
"Don't take offense at my roughness, young friend. I was afraid those two would go mad and hurt you. That's why I took the liberty."
Yellow Dragon steadied himself and smiled wryly. This Great Witch's way of doing things did not match his face at all.
He looked around. The spatial tunnel they had just emerged from split open again. "They're coming!" he warned Kua Fu.
Xingtian and Houyi burst through space in pursuit. The other Great Witches who had been watching arrived right behind them!
The Great Witches closed in, their expressions hostile.
"Kua Fu! You bastard! How dare you steal him away!" Xingtian roared, baleful energy surging around the Giant Axe in his hand.
Houyi's expression was icy as he laid a hand on his bowstring. "Kua Fu, you owe us an explanation."
Kua Fu paid them no mind. He merely scratched his head and turned to Yellow Dragon. "Young friend, where's the wine? I heard your Blood Jujube Wine greatly helps the Witch Race temper their bodies. Let me have a taste. The youngsters in my tribe all need it."
Helpless, Yellow Dragon turned his hand over and produced