High above, Jiang Chen heard a light chime echo through his mind.
[Ding! You've made a minor change to the plot. You've interrupted Protagonist Mo Hao's perfect grandstand. Mo Hao's Heavenly Fate Value has dropped by 300 points.]
[Ding! You've gained 600 Villain Value Points!]
Jiang Chen raised an eyebrow, thinking to himself, Well, I didn't stop him completely… but it's good enough.
He shrugged it off. Whatever. He didn't get much anyway.
With that, he guided Ying Luo—the massive silver dragon—down through the cold skies. They landed on a snowy peak above the ravine where Mo Hao and the others were hiding.
THUD!
Ying Luo hit the ground like a falling star, her four claws digging deep into the frozen earth. Ice cracked beneath her weight, and the wind kicked up swirls of snow that danced through her flowing dragon mane.