"He's out!"
All the elders of the Luoxia Sect, along with fourteen inner sect disciples, turned their eyes toward the figure, faces full of amazement.
Swish!
The figure broke through the water, skimming over the lake surface, and steadily landed in the southwest of the Seven-Colored Spring, clad in blue with a sword at his waist—it was Luo Cheng.
"As expected, it wasn't an illusion!"
Luo Cheng looked at the terrifying skeletons in the distance, a trace of strangeness in his eyes.
He deliberately went ashore from the southwest to confirm whether the unusual movement of the dragon energy within his body earlier was just an illusion.
As soon as his foot touched the ground, the dormant Zhengrong Dragon Energy in his dantian began to thrash violently, head lifted high, gazing into the depths of the underground space, eyes radiating nine-colored divine light, emitting waves of ethereal chants, far more intense than before!
