The Night Luo Book quietly lay in her palm, turning pages on its own until it finally stopped on a certain page.
That chapter suddenly emitted a bright light, resembling a great sun rising from the sea, illuminating the ocean depths.
She finally saw clearly what the dragon corpse in front of her looked like.
It was a breathless Black Dragon, only its Dragon Horn shimmered with pure silver-white.
The girl, with her large, naive eyes, watched with ethereal innocence that retained a trace of fading childishness.
She tilted her head quietly, watching the Dragon Slayer Girl who stood above the Dragon Head with a sword, then her lips curled into a slight smile.
She showed no fear of the dragon's aura emanating from the corpse; like climbing a large rock, she clumsily climbed onto it.
She raised a finger, pointing towards Fang Geyu's brow.
The lifeless crystalline girl's brow suddenly ignited with light, a presence not of human origin slowly awakened.
