An Azure Dragon over a hundred meters long soared through the sky with a sedan clutched in her claws. Clouds and mist swirled around her as she flew, scattering the thin volcanic ash in her path and letting more sunlight filter down from above.
"Woohoo!"
Qingqing's voice rang out from the sky, brimming with joy. She flew straight ahead, then circled, sometimes darting off to either side before quickly returning.
She was like a husky that could fly, racing all over the sky.
There was not a trace of divinity to be found in her sacred Azure Dragon form. Instead, she radiated a young girl's delight.
"All right, I'll put you down here." Qingqing swooped low and set the sedan in her claws on the ground. Then, with another dragon's cry, she soared toward the clouds, calling cheerfully to the Bus Fish Cart in the middle of the Convoy, "Sister Hong, I'm off to play!"
Everyone in the Convoy shook their heads helplessly at the sight, though they were also a little envious.
Still, nobody said anything. They all knew Qingqing's situation: the cost of her sequence had reduced her mind to that of a child.
Previously, the Netherworld Light had always led the way. It was so fast that even after transforming into an Azure Dragon, Qingqing could only keep up by exhausting herself.
But now that the Netherworld Light was absent, comparing the Convoy's speed to Qingqing's was like comparing an old passenger train to high-speed rail.
With her childlike temperament, she naturally could not contain her restless nature and had flown off.
As for whether Qingqing might encounter danger out there, nobody had even considered the question.
If Qingqing, a Sequence Seven, encountered danger she could not escape, they would probably be doomed too.
Judging by her