Aura Michibane stood in a corridor inside the Original Sin, staring blankly through its porthole at the azure planet and the dark, profound universe. A powerful sense of helplessness suddenly rose within her.
For the first time since her birth, she felt her own insignificance. Hueco Mundo, the Soul Society—compared to this beautiful planet and the boundless universe, they were as meaningless as a drop in the ocean or a grain of sand in the desert.
Yao Yue had failed to achieve her goal and was considering whether to intensify the torture when Dongfang Bubai suddenly cried out in alarm.
"You are my martial uncle, and I can be considered half your godson. I cannot accept such a bow from you, Elder," Ye Junyan said in a lowered voice.
One great star after another was shattered by a flash of sword light, reduced to dust before breaking down further into Wu Earth primordial energy that scattered in all directions.
Not only had he been injured by an ant, but another ant had even called him rotten fish and shrimp. Where was the dignity of an ancient giant like himself?
He had thought Sun Wukong would cause a scene in the Peach Garden, but unexpectedly, the monkey restrained himself and did nothing too outrageous.
Refining Nascent Soul Pills was meant to change the situation, strengthen their foundation, and give them enough capital in the future to disrupt the basic currency system.
Black clouds churned, their color growing ever darker. Then, before everyone's eyes, a streak of blood-red suddenly appeared at the center of the vortex. As the vortex spun, it slowly spread, dyeing the tribulation clouds crimson.
He had very few good brothers, and he did not want to hold it against him. Even if the other person had only said