After glancing around the simple, ancient room, Lin Yun's gaze finally settled on the two Jade Boxes. They were the only objects in the entire room. 'They must contain the final treasures of the Cyan Dragon Palace,' he thought.
Just as Lin Yun started walking toward the Jade Boxes, a figure suddenly materialized on the empty meditation cushion. It was a normal-looking human figure, and this time, Lin Yun could clearly see its face.
The figure was a middle-aged man with a commanding presence. The simple green robe he wore did not look plain on him at all; instead, it highlighted an air of dominance and a transcendent, otherworldly quality.
Before Lin Yun could speak, the figure looked at him, a smile gracing his lips. "Kid, we meet again."
Hearing this, Lin Yun quickly realized that this was the same giant figure from the main hall. Back in the hall, he had been hundreds of meters tall, but now, he was the same height as Lin Yun.
