Aang~
The Thunder Dragon let out an earth-shaking wail as its enormous body began to shatter from the chest.
Purple-red scales and charred fragments of laws splashed outward like a torrential downpour.
Under the trio's successive attacks, the entire dragon body had completely lost its form, turning back into countless fragments that scattered through the void beneath the Blood-Red Canopy.
After the dragon body shattered, that intact finger bone, nearly a zhang long, floated alone in the void. More than half the lightning patterns on its surface had dimmed, and cracks covered it, yet it still gave off a faint purple-red glow.
Luo Qinghan reached out and drew the intact finger bone into her grasp. This time, she did not put it back into a jade box. Instead, she directly wrapped the finger bone in a thick layer of icy crystal sealing with the Frost Moon Law before flipping her hand and sending it into the depths of her Divine Kingdom for suppression.
At the same time that the Thunder Dragon was dealt with, the forcibly torn spatial rift had already begun shrinking inward at a speed visible to the naked eye.
The canopy's self-repairing speed was faster than expected.
The blood-red runes along the edge of the rift spread toward the opening from all directions like countless tiny tentacles.
Once they sealed it shut, tearing open another exit of equal scale would not be something that could be resolved within the time it took an incense stick to burn.
Feng Buhui shouted at everyone, "The rift can only hold for a few more breaths! Move!"
After shouting that, he was the first to plunge into the spatial rift, with Lu Wangchuan close behind.
The others reacted and filed in one after another.
In an instant, everyone had passed through