With the tinkling sound of the harness, the Qilin deftly stepped out from the rift in the celestial sphere, as if glass had shattered.
The Demon Hunter, while soothing the little cat lying on the Qilin's neck in front of him, also clutched his head with a frown.
The Qilin beneath him seemed uncomfortable as well, its feline-like face kept shaking, and there were noticeably fewer sparks across its pale mane.
Its large, moist nostrils kept exhaling hot air, and Lann felt it was about to retch.
"Damn it."
The Demon Hunter murmured, complaining.
This time crossing through the celestial sphere rift felt awful, and was very different from usual, reminding him of the time he first went to Yan'an.
However, when he went to Yan'an, passing through the celestial sphere rift felt like a strong sense of dreaming and intoxication.
But now... Lann just felt like he unknowingly went through a sauna.
