Carrying the dragon eggs, Ye Lin left the gorge in satisfaction.
It could no longer be called a gorge now.
It should be called a flat plain instead.
Because Ye Lin had already blasted the gorge flat.
Ye Lin walked through the Void with his hands clasped behind his back.
His gains this time were—
Three dragon eggs, two drops of True Dragon blood, and some other good things.
Though they were all good things, Ye Lin still felt that he had yet to obtain the truly valuable treasure.
The real treasure might still lie ahead.
It was intuition.
Not greed—his intuition was telling him that this dragon lair still held a true treasure waiting for him.
Those things were hidden deeper within, concealed in the true core of the dragon lair, a place not yet revealed to outsiders.
Ye Lin trusted his intuition greatly.
Because from the very beginning, it had always been accurate.
After thinking it over, Ye Lin continued onward.
After an unknown amount of time, the dragon bones around him gradually grew sparse, while the violet-gold mist became increasingly dense—so dense that even a Quasi-Saint's gaze could barely penetrate it.
A strange distortion began to appear in the Void, as though the space here was incomplete.
As though it had been kneaded to pieces by some force, then pieced back together, with faint dark-purple light seeping from the seams.
Ye Lin frowned slightly, but his steps did not stop.
He passed through a layer of dense fog, and the space before him suddenly opened up.
His footsteps abruptly halted.
Ye Lin widened his eyes and looked ahead.
A trace of surprise flashed through them.
In the distance lay what seemed to be a forgotten Void.
There was no sky, no earth, no front or back, no