The two didn't dare to breathe heavily.
Quietly waiting for that dragon to vent all its emotions.
After an unknown amount of time, Zhu Minglang noticed some young herd dragons poking their heads out of their nests.
They tried flapping their wings, and in the silent Sky Domain Dragon Valley, their sounds were particularly clear.
Fearless like calves newly born, unafraid of tigers.
Luckily, after several attempts, the deity of the Dragon Valley showed no reaction, and gradually more and more dragons began to fly, returning everything back to normal.
Zhu Minglang and Nan Lingsha exchanged glances.
Zhu Minglang smiled and said to her, "In your painting, it's like playing the game of one-two-three, wooden statues."
"At that time, I was on the Fusang Divine Tree visualizing, and around the third night, I saw a golden Azure Dragon," Nan Lingsha pointed to the higher Sky Domain.
"Hmm, can you change the time in the painting?" Zhu Minglang asked.
"No."
