At this moment, Qin Ming had some suspicions. Could this be a major figure excavated by the Three Major Organizations from the ancient curtain?
He didn't have much time to think, the atmosphere at the scene was eerie.
The silver eyeball flew slowly, but it was getting closer, slightly fearful, revealing and contracting its pale golden pupils as it scrutinized Little Worm.
"Worm..."
The eyeball emitted a slight wave of consciousness, astonishingly uttering this word.
Qin Ming's head was heavy; it indeed recognized Little Worm.
However, why was its consciousness wave just a single word? If it continued to shout, it might reveal some of Little Worm's origins.
The eyeball fluctuated intensely, as if it was shocked, saying, "This is truly your body, actually still in the world, impossible... to be dwelling here for so long!"
It sensed that Little Worm's consciousness was far from as strong as expected.
Therefore, it continued to approach slowly but resolutely.
