"Faster, faster, faster! Hurry up—faster!"
Above a boundless expanse of sea, Luo Yao rode a golden Divine Dragon, galloping freely across the waves.
From time to time, the golden dragon let out a roar filled with helplessness.
When his eyes fell upon the figure in the distant heavens, sitting alone and drinking tea, his body involuntarily shuddered.
"Luo Yao, you're still a little too slow."
At that moment, another ink-black True Dragon rolled out from the sea. Standing atop its head, Lin Yunlu pointed at Luo Yao and mocked her without restraint.
The two True Dragons raced endlessly through the water, their laughter ringing out in waves.
Meanwhile, Ye Lin sat cross-legged in the void, calmly drinking hot tea by himself.
With no equal under heaven, he could only cultivate his temperament and temper his state of mind in such ways.
Just as Ye Lin closed his eyes to enjoy the moment, the winds and clouds above suddenly shifted. A supreme pressure swept across the entire sky.
And the target of that supreme pressure was Ye Lin himself.
Ye Lin slightly opened his eyes and looked over, only to see a woman holding a long spear, her face brimming with arrogance, staring at him.
"Finally, I found you."
Upon seeing Ye Lin, the woman raised her spear, pointed it at him, and shouted, "Finally, I found you."
Ye Lin slowly set down his teacup.
"Miss, we do not know each other. I'm in a good mood today, so leave now."
"I can pretend nothing happened."
Ye Lin gently placed down his teacup and spoke indifferently.
"My name is Li Hongying. Thirty thousand years ago, you drove my younger brother to his death. I do not blame you for that—if he died by your hand, then it was because his skills