Seven Star Island Qilin's Lost Treasure

A wave of dizziness!

The instant he stepped into the mist, Lin Xuan actually felt a strange sensation, as if he were being teleported over a great distance.

But Lin Xuan knew perfectly well that he was still standing where he had been. This feeling was nothing but an illusion.

Fortunately, he suffered no other attack. Lin Xuan let out a breath of relief, gathered his mind, and held fast to oneness. The discomfort gradually faded, and the scenery before his eyes blurred, then slowly became clear again.

Lin Xuan released his divine sense, but a trace of surprise could not help appearing on his face.

He had clearly entered a jade pavilion, yet at this moment, it was as though he stood inside a huge ancient cave.

"Young Master!"

Yue'er's face was also full of confusion, but Lin Xuan soon regained his composure. Needless to say, this was also some great divine ability of the ancient qilin. It should not be an illusion, but as for exactly what it was, Lin Xuan had no interest in exploring it.

He began to carefully size up the cave.

It was circular, about a hundred zhang across, with a narrow passage ahead. Yet in one corner of this cave, there was a chest.

His first task in coming here was naturally to search for the Fire Vein, but if there were other treasures, Lin Xuan naturally would not let them slip by either.

After a brief hesitation, he stepped over.

The chest was not large, only about a chi long, and its surface was dull gray. Lin Xuan swept his sleeve, and a fierce wind blew past. Dust filled the air, and the chest revealed its original color.

Iron Mother!

Lin Xuan's expression stirred. This chest had actually been forged from thousand-year