Routine

With a flash of golden light, Lin Xuan and the other two appeared on the Di Yi Star Observation platform.

It was still night, and the stars in the sky flickered from time to time. A cool breeze blew, bringing a sense of coolness in the early summer night.

They were back.

Lin Xuan sniffed the air. This was the world that he had lived in for more than ten years. Although it did not have the dense spiritual energy of the Dragon Worship Court, he felt an inexplicable sense of peace. After all, the upper limit of this world was heaven-rank, and it was even a pseudo-heaven-rank.

To be honest, Ao Ruqing and those dragon gods had given Lin Xuan a lot of pressure in the Dragon Worship Court instance dungeon. Even if they were all extremely respectful to him it felt like a million pairs of eyes were on him. It was too terrifying to have one's life in the hands of others!