"Arng!"
Once A Lang had cleared the path for the Awakened Dragon, there was no one left who could stop its ascension.
Amidst a world where every living being could hear it, a resounding dragon's roar reverberated from the Ancient Tang in the Land of the Far East.
Soon after, everyone witnessed the massive silver-grey dragon coiling upon the moon, forcefully dragging it towards high altitude in its ascension.
As if influenced by the moon, the sun on the other side of the world also accelerated its ascent.
Simultaneously, a colossal red dragon wreathed in flames emerged from the sun, echoing and gazing in a long chant with the silver-grey dragon.
"Arng!"
The prolonged chants of the twin dragons seemed like a clarion call for a counter-offensive.
