The Ten-Thousand-Li Travelling Dragon raced through the void at extreme speed.
Silver lines intermittently emerged beneath the dark curtain.
The lower half of the Travelling Dragon's body shimmered with a bloody shadow, the handiwork of the Blood Shadow Cave Master.
Suddenly, it was broad daylight ahead, and in the next moment, the Travelling Dragon emerged from the void into the real world.
Sun Lingtong dared not be careless, continuously steering the Travelling Dragon into the dense forest.
After moving for most of the day, he finally stopped.
"That was close, incredibly thrilling!" Sun Lingtong licked his lips, his heartbeat gradually slowing.
He looked down at his hands.
Half of his palm had turned to stone skin, just like the appearance of the stone ball at the bottom of the cave.
Sun Lingtong clenched his teeth, his only option to continue suppressing it with Mana and then to control the Mechanical Dragon to check on Ning Zhuo's condition.
