"I'll go down and check if there are people in the forest. They're not standing as high up as we are, so they could easily be hurt by the rampaging spirit beasts or trapped by the wildfire," Evan Xiao said.
"The forest is huge—how are you going to rescue anyone?" Grace clung to him even tighter. "I already told you, a dragon will go and put out the fire. Just trust me, okay?"
Louis Lin silently rolled his eyes on the side.
If you keep holding onto the dragon, how is it supposed to go put out the fire?
Evan Xiao smiled, bent down, and planted a kiss on her forehead. "Be good! I'll be back soon."
Grace frowned deeply but finally loosened her grip on him, little by little.
"Louis Lin, let's go!" Evan Xiao hurried down the mountain with Louis Lin.
Once they were out of Grace's sight, Evan Xiao took out a talisman paper, dripped a drop of blood on it, and drew a complicated, profound Dragon Talisman.
With a surge of spiritual power, the Dragon Talisman suddenly turned into a streak of golden light, circled the mountain once, and disappeared.
Then he told Louis Lin, "I've used a Dragon Talisman on this mountain. The spirit beasts won't dare come near. But you have to stay here and make sure she doesn't go down the mountain."
"Yes, sir!" Louis Lin replied.
"After I transform, I won't be able to turn back into human form for six hours! When the time comes, just tell her I escorted the wounded out of the forest, and you should take her straight back home."
"Understood," Louis Lin replied again.
After Evan Xiao finished speaking, he transformed into a streak of dark light and disappeared before Louis Lin's eyes.
On the mountain, Grace looked up at the sky.
Up in the sky, countless mystical birds appeared—species she'd never seen in her entire life.
Big and small, all kinds of them, scattering and fleeing in every direction.
Down in the forest, the trees were shaking violently, accompanied by thunderous footsteps—the stampede of spirit beasts.
The atmosphere felt like the end of the world!
Alone on the mountain, she couldn't help but feel a little scared.
Those mystical birds and spirit beasts coming out of the deep mountains—each one was terrifyingly powerful.
What if they spotted her and decided to attack?
Yet, unbelievably, not a single bird or beast came toward this mountain.
A huge flock of fire crows sped straight in her direction.
But suddenly, as if they'd seen a ghost, they screeched to a halt and turned sharply to fly away.
Because they were flying so fast and turned so abruptly, they crashed into each other, squawking miserably. Quite a few were knocked out and fell down...
Then a black-scaled eagle, so huge it blocked out the sun, also flew toward her.
But when it got close, it too acted like it saw a ghost—flapping its wings and curling its talons for an emergency stop, then swerving away.
But in its sudden turn, it crashed into another giant red-crested golden eagle.
The red-crested golden eagle was known for being fierce and combative. Just as Grace thought the two would fight, they both spread their wings and took off together—fleeing like their lives depended on it...
Huh?
What's going on?
The spirit beasts in the forest were the same.
Even if they trampled and crushed each other, not a single one ran this way.
Just as Grace was puzzling over it, a dragon's roar suddenly echoed through the heavens and earth.
She saw a giant dragon flying in from the distant horizon, locked in battle with the Infernal Drake.
"It's here! It's here!" Grace shouted excitedly. "Whoa! That's one huge dragon!"
It's way bigger than the one in the general's manor pool!
The dragon and the Infernal Drake fought for about fifteen minutes, and then the Infernal Drake lay motionless on the ground.