You shall be obliterated!

The voice was a thunderclap in the silence, shaking the very essence of the forbidden lands. Tang Yue's head snapped up, her sharp eyes scanning for the source of the oppressive aura. The air thickened, pressing down on her like an invisible hand. 

Her draconic senses screamed in warning, every instinct urging her to flee. But she was no stranger to fear—it was a fuel she had mastered, turning it into strength.

From the sky, a figure began to descend. It was not a beast, nor a shadow—it was a mere piece of rock, and yet from within it profound power emanated, a power that Tang Yue couldn't understand. A power that felt so distant and yet within her grasp. It baffled her.

The rock hovered in the air, spinning slowly, its surface smooth and unblemished except for faint, glowing sigils etched in patterns.