This was an empty grassland. As far as the eye could see, there was nothing but endless green grass, not a single person in sight—only the faint sound of the wind.
"Where is this?"
Tang Wulin panicked at once.
He had experienced sudden changes in scenery while absorbing something before. That was how he had arrived in this era.
Could it be that he had been swept into Time-Space Turbulence again?
Intense fear rose in his heart. He had only just confirmed his feelings for Huo Yutong—he did not want to leave her.
In his panic, he failed to notice a massive figure silently appearing behind him.
It spoke.
"Who are you?"
Its voice was as loud as rolling thunder. Startled, Tang Wulin hurriedly turned around.
It was a giant dragon covered in jade-green scales. Its eyes were bleak as it looked at Tang Wulin with some confusion.
"I clearly set a restriction. Only my master should have been able to come here. How did you enter? I sense an aura from you that is close to my master's."
Though it did not show any hostility toward Tang Wulin, it unconsciously released a trace of pressure as it spoke. That tiny amount of pressure alone threw Tang Wulin's breathing into disarray.
What was even stranger was that although it was speaking a language Tang Wulin had never heard before, he could understand its meaning.
He hurriedly took a deep breath, barely steadying his wildly pounding heart before saying, "I'm Tang Wulin. I don't know the answer to your question either. May I ask where this is?"
He desperately wanted to know where he had ended up and how he could return.
"Tang Wulin... I've never heard that name before."
After muttering thoughtfully to itself, the giant dragon answered his question.