"Who's there? Come out!"
Little Lin's eyes were sharp like blades, a speck of gold light flickering between his brows.
Whoosh!
Little Lin's figure suddenly moved.
His trajectory unseen, only a dull thud was heard coming from the main tomb entrance.
A dark shadow tumbled down in embarrassment.
It was none other than Long Yi!
At this moment, half of Long Yi's face was severely swollen, blood trickling from the corner of his mouth. His face was filled with shock and disbelief as he stared at Little Lin standing proudly at the entrance, feeling an overwhelming suppressive force emanating from him.
This was the suppression of bloodline power!
But...
He was a progeny of the Dragon Emperor, and within the vast North Sea, not even the mythical Kunpeng could suppress his bloodline.
After all.
Dragon Clan, respects only the Dragon Clan!
"You, you..."
Long Yi stared at Little Lin in disbelief.
