On the island where the Whale's Mouth tunnel was located, Li Qingping and the five members of the Royal Court Team crushed the generational-level stories in their hands.
At the same moment, six strands of orange light flickered and vanished in mid-air.
The twilight that enveloped the garden was swept away by a wild wind, and the sky above the garden was as clear as if washed by water. The silhouette of a colossal red dragon soared instantly into the sky, its dragon eyes, forged from furious flames, gleaming brightly.
Its scales opened and closed like clapping castanets, spewing out hot steam from the gaps. Wings, turbulent like embers, unfurled from its back, casting a vast shadow over the island.
With a piercing sound, a towering giant tower suddenly descended from the sky, crashing onto the dragon's body.
Li Qingping stood at the center of the island, enveloped by the massive dragon's shadow. Its enormous dragon claws braced against the descending Tower of Babel.
