Everything became silent once more.
Ye Chen wanted to try again, but he gave up when he thought about the voice from the tombstone. The greater the power of the ancient mighty expert, the more they transcended the natural laws of the world.
Even if he was the master of the Samsara Tomb, the other party would not be moved. He had to prove himself worthy first.
Ye Chen was not in a hurry. He did not believe that this mighty figure would leave him in the lurch when he was in life-threatening danger.
Then, Ye Chen's gaze fell on Little Gold.
At this moment, Little Gold's pain had already disappeared and it had fallen asleep. As it had consumed Alchemy Master Ling Yi's medicinal pill, Little Gold's body was exuding a faint glow.
Its body had not changed much, so it probably had not evolved for the second time. However, the light made Little Gold feel more majestic, like a sleeping lion.