"Going to the Western Hell, I don't know how much time it will take. I should go home first, say goodbye, and then leave, there's no harm in a slight delay anyway."
"Okay!"
Lin Chen and Shang Wenyao sat casually in their chairs, with the flying boat beneath their feet flashing like lightning as it split the skies.
The Dark Ancestral Dragon followed behind Lin Chen, not intervening often, but it provided a few crucial assists when needed.
Without the Dark Ancestral Dragon, Lin Chen would have had no way to withstand the invasion from the Three-Saint Sect in the Thunder Immortal Domain, nor could he have killed Qin Zheng in the Secret Realm and rescued Lu Yao.
Having advanced to the Daluo Ultimate Immortal level, the Dark Ancestral Dragon had agreed to assist Lin Chen without any limits. However, Lin Chen had been sticking with the big shots, leaving the Dark Ancestral Dragon no opportunities to step in.
