Yi Lin felt like he was on a boat.
He slapped the soft seat beneath him, like a high-end sofa bed.
All around was a vast white glow, and ahead seemed like a tunnel, with light streaking past and disappearing into an infinitely distant point behind.
Both he and Xiao Man were wrapped in this light, moving at high speed in a certain direction.
"What kind of magic treasure is this?"
Yi Lin looked around, examining the strange "magic treasure."
The Supreme Sect Leader's magic treasure enveloped them in light in the blink of an eye, moving at high speed through some kind of cross-space method.
Ever since the Supreme Sect Leader unveiled the "Divine Sword Form," Greene had inexplicably hidden away.
Until now, Yi Lin dared not make any strange moves, fearing the ceiling would collapse on him.
"This is a magic treasure capable of high-speed cross-space movement."
After observing for a moment, Yi Lin reached this conclusion, once again envious.
