"Hmm..."
With a muffled groan, a considerable time later, it came from the mouth of a young man clad in tattered clothes and covered with cracked injuries.
In the dim, dark environment, Luo Chen struggled to sit up.
His head heavy and foggy, his gaze immediately fell on two items in his hand.
One was a quiet three-inch black wooden figurine, and the other was a withered, lusterless green feather.
Looking at these two objects, Luo Chen recalled the previous teleportation scenario.
When the space teleportation array activated, an overwhelming force, impossible to withstand, squeezed in from all sides.
Despite his mastery in body refinement and possessing the strong physique of a Primordial Third Order, he still felt his flesh was about to collapse under that terrifying force.
Fortunately, at the critical moment, the green feather enveloped him and Han Zhan completely with a burst of green light.
Then, with a flash, the light merged into the array.