In the void, Lin Xuan clenched his teeth and persevered, maintaining his clarity.
On his shoulder, the Snow White Monkey's eyes cleared up. It rubbed its big eyes and then crawled into the storage bag to sleep.
The Dark Red Divine Dragon was also lying on Lin Xuan, looking listless.
However, Lin Xuan breathed a sigh of relief, knowing that he had temporarily escaped danger.
This time, the transmission array of the Lost Land had drifted him to some unfamiliar place.
In the Endless Desert, miles of Gobi.
Occasionally, hurricanes would pass by, blowing up the sky full of yellow sand, creating a cover that blocked out the sun.
Suddenly, a ripple appeared in the void, followed by a crack that opened like a pouch.
Then, a figure fell from that black hole.
This figure was naturally Lin Xuan.
He had escaped from the hands of the three Venerables of the Divine Bird Palace and was teleported here.