After making a series of preparations, Ye Hanjun led the young Chimera, one after another, through the golden gate.
Suddenly, the fierce snake head hissed, its cold vertical pupils filled with wariness and vigilance.
The sheep head flashed a curious gaze, filled with a desire for knowledge about the journey ahead.
The lion head lazily yawned as if it had seen through the Red Dust and didn't have much interest in whatever might happen.
"Swish—Swoosh—Zoom—"
The scenery around them quietly flipped, at times sprinting like lightning, at other times moving as slowly as a turtle.
A strong sense of falling enveloped Ye Hanjun's entire body, and Little GuaGua, who was on his shoulder, had to cling tightly to his collar to avoid being spun out.
"How strange, where does this door actually lead to? Why have we been teleporting for so long and still haven't stopped?"
Wind filled GuaGua's mouth, making his cheeks puff up and his tiny head grew rounder as he spoke.
