Above the Yunhe Mountain Range, Chen Xu dropped the final stroke of the entire rivers and mountains drawing!
Wen Daoyuan mustered all his spirit, focusing intently and preparing thoroughly.
Suddenly, the sound of a dragon's roar was heard.
Ang——
The resonant dragon's roar seemed to be the first cry of sunrise, breaking through the pitch-black night sky instantly.
In the next moment, the starlight in the sky shifted, and a red sun burst forth!
The sky brightened.
The dragon's roar was not merely "like" the cry of the rising sun?
It indeed called forth the clouds to break and the sun to rise, dispersing the night and bringing forth celestial light.
But at this moment, the brightness did not bring vitality to the Northern Border.
Because the Northern Border never lacked sunlight, it lacked rain!
"Cock-a-doodle-doo——"
In the vast land, who knows where a rooster suddenly crowed at the sky.
