Lin Hai pushed Jin Luan's head away, smiled at Yinhe, and said mysteriously.

"Yinhe, I helped you find the Dragon Clan!"

Yinhe's body was shaken, and then he said excitedly.

"Damn it, Grandpa Lin Hai, where are the Dragon Clan?"

"I've been looking for it for a long time, but I still can't find it!"

Lin Hai smiled faintly, then his face became condensed and he said.

"They are in the seventh heaven of Tianwai Tian and will soon go to the ninth heaven!"

When Yinhe heard this, he immediately despaired.

"The sky is beyond the sky? Damn it, I can't go up there!"

"Grandpa Lin Hai, can you take me up there?"

"I want to see the Dragon King, and I want to recognize my ancestor and return to my clan!"

Looking at Yinhe's pitiful appearance, Lin Hai took a breath, then frowned.

"I'll give it a try. It's so far away and I'm afraid I won't be able to sense you!"

"Besides, I'm not sure whether it can succeed or not."

"Okay, okay, try it, try it quickly." Yinhe said repeatedly.

Seeing Yinhe's impatient look, Lin Hai shook his head speechlessly.

Then, with his eyes closed slightly and his mind highly concentrated, he turned the demon refining pot and tried his best to sense Yinhe's position.

One minute has passed, ten minutes have passed, half an hour has passed...

Time flies, and a day passes in the blink of an eye.

However, Lin Hai couldn't sense Yinhe at all, and couldn't help but feel regretful.

It seems that it is impossible to put Yinhe into the Demon Refining Pot across countless spaces.
Chapter completed!