"Damn!"
"Bang~"
Just as Lin Yi passed through the teleportation vortex at the last moment, he suddenly felt as light as a feather.
When Lin Yi finally reacted, he had already landed heavily on the ground.
"Hmm~"
A sharp pain shot up from his backside, causing Lin Yi to involuntarily let out a cold hum:
"Oh, come on... Hiss~"
Seeing Lin Yi's appearance, Zhang Xinying rushed over with concern:
"Lin Yi, are you okay?"
Zhang Xinying carefully checked Lin Yi, as if afraid he had lost an arm or a leg, causing Lin Yi to feel both amused and helpless:
"Look, I'm perfectly fine, aren't I?"
At this moment, the Jade Qilin also jumped onto Lin Yi's shoulder, its tone brimming with pride:
"See, I knew the master would be alright."
While Zhang Xinying helped Lin Yi up, Lin Yi realized he was already inside the cave where the Dragon God once resided.
Not far away stood the Dragon Race's elder, Sigmund.
Upon seeing Sigmund, Lin Yi's face broke into a cryptic smile:
