Yellow dust shot into the sky.
Ancient trees snapped at the roots.
Nine gray-scaled flood dragons, each dozens of yards long, spread into a neat fan and raced flat out across the wasteland.
Thick black iron chains bit deep into the gaps between their scales.
At the other end of those chains, they dragged a black pot the size of a house.
Gleaming white beast bones were lashed to both sides of the pot's base.
The bones ground over hard rock, sending sparks flying and shattered stones spraying along the way.
Shi Hao leaned halfway over the rim.
He held a long wooden pole in both hands, with a bundle of green leeks tied to its tip with vines.
The leeks dangled directly in front of the nine gray-scaled flood dragons.
Their pungent scent of vitality drifted downwind.
The gray-scaled flood dragons flushed red all over, thick jets of white vapor blasting from their nostrils.
Their four claws tore madly at the earth as they opened their bloody maws to bite the green leaves ahead.
They were always half an inch short.
"Hyah! Faster!"
Shi Hao raised his wrist and pushed the pole another half foot forward.
The nine flood dragons threw back their heads and roared, their speed surging yet again.
Fierce wind swept over the pot's rim.
A mound a hundred feet tall appeared ahead, and the gray-scaled flood dragons charged straight over it without swerving.
The black pot flew into the air.
It sailed through the air for several breaths before slamming back into the ground.
Clang!
Dazhuang and Ermeng crashed into each other, both digging their fingers into the grooves on the pot's inner wall.
Snot Boy was jolted off the bottom and only avoided being thrown out by clinging to Dazhuang's thick leg with both