Mo Ling sensed that something was suddenly wrong with the atmosphere.
An unimaginable pressure seemed to be descending upon the area.
Grayish-black stone dust began to fill the air. A domain that could petrify all things was beginning to overlap with this world.
Mo Ling hurriedly looked over at Li Luo and saw that a stone shell was already forming on her skin. Yet, she remained perfectly still, as if oblivious to it all.
The arguing in the sky also vanished abruptly. The Lego Bird's wings froze mid-flight, covered in root-like stone patterns.
Its head remained frozen with a surprised expression, stuck at the very moment it had cried out in alarm.
Not only that, but all the wandering glass creatures had also stopped moving. At some point, their crystal-clear bodies had become covered in grayish-black stone dust, and the dust continued to spread, eating away at their transparent forms from within.
