At this moment, Chen Pingping's state of mind underwent a dramatic transformation. He was somewhat somber and wooden, silently watching the distant sky and earth.
A gentle breeze blew, lifting dust that shrouded his small figure. From afar, he was imbued with a mysterious aura, seeming not of this world, as if he were a great figure who had walked straight out of ancient times.
A voice kept telling him, "Move forward."
Why move forward?
Where to go?
He remembered many people and things.
The deafening clashes of slaughter kept hammering at the space, and wails cut through the skies...
They were battling.
Mao Qiu finished devouring and scampered out of the ruins. In its carelessness, it tumbled down with a PLOP.
SQUEAK!
The little creature was indignant.
After devouring the Wu Family members at the Emperor Realm, it underwent several changes: its fur became more splendid and radiant, and its eyes sparkled just as brightly.
