"Pu..." The moment the Death Sand Dragon completely exploded, high above in the sky, Yi Luo Xiang felt darkness engulf her vision, as if her chest had been struck by a massive hammer, spewing out a mouthful of fresh blood before losing consciousness instantly.
"Not good!" Seeing the figure of the Flash Butterfly vanishing in a whoosh, Xin Yun let out a loud shout, quickly turning his head to look. What he saw was Yi Luo Xiang, now unconscious, plummeting towards the ground, with the blood she had just expelled still floating mid-air. From Yi Luo Xiang's tightly shut eyes, it was clear she had passed out.
With his heart in his throat, Xin Yun pulled fiercely on the dragon horn, and Yinglong spread its wings, instantly halting its momentum. Then, with a nimble twist, it darted towards Yi Luo Xiang's falling body.