Lann led the horse, walking into the rift of the celestial sphere convergence like shattered glass.
Although he had already put a blindfold on the horse, the Chaos Magic Power still made the beast uncomfortable, snorting several times.
There was no choice; Lann had to grab its ear and pull it into the rift of the celestial sphere convergence.
"Get used to it, buddy!"
Without this horse, he would have struggled to carry those ten thousand gold dragons and the dragon's skeleton.
After crossing a few steps through the bewildering passage, Lann, leading his otherworldly spoils, returned to the world filled with Chaos Magic Power.
"Splash—"
Just as his eyes adjusted to the environment, Lann felt the response from the touch of his boots.
The place he emerged from should still be the temple of Da Gun.
The marble surface, slightly sinking into the lake, still had lotus flowers and leaves quietly floating.
