After they walked out of the den, their fields of vision immediately brightened. The sky was bright and beautiful, the grass and weeds were like a boundless ocean of verdant while waves of refreshing breezes brushed past their faces. The entire scene was picturesque.

Swoosh!

Chen Xi tried to fly. He instantly charged up over 30m above the ground but going further up was beyond his power.

Chen Xi couldn’t help but be surprised and bewildered by this scene. Because if it was in the Mortal Dimension, then his strength which was comparable to the Nether Transformation Realm would be sufficient to fly through the world.

However, such strength was merely sufficient to fly over 30m above the grass in the Lost World, and it was like an invisible layer restrain formed from the energy of the Laws resided before him, and it was impossible for him to break through it and go higher right now.

Looks like the ability to fly can be utilized as a standard to judge combat strength in the Lost World. Obviously, the higher one is able to fly, the stronger that existence’s combat strength is…. Chen Xi pondered in his heart, and then he suddenly recalled the verdant ancient tree, the nine headed golden lion, and the enormous pitch black flying beast...