The Man in White once again stepped down an invisible staircase, slowly descending to the ground.
He smiled at Gu Fan. "I erased the source. This time, there will be peace."
A resonant dragon's roar rang out.
The Red Back Dragon King blazed with red light, its body turning illusory and shrinking endlessly until it became a wolfhound standing beside Liu Di.
Furball Chicken stared with its mung-bean-sized eyes, proudly surveying everything around it.
Gu Fan looked at them, then at Liu Di.
The shock and realization in her heart gave rise to countless words. She felt she might have ten thousand questions to ask.
Yet in an instant, all complexity fell away, condensing into an inexplicable trust in the man before her.
To know him was to trust him; there was no need to ask more.
He was incomparably powerful. She too had to remain calm in the face of change. Only then could she be worthy of him.
In the end, Gu Fan merely smiled sweetly. "You had already learned all the courses."
Liu Di nodded. "That's because Teacher Huahua taught so well."
The scene remained quiet for only a moment.
A howl suddenly came from afar, like the wailing of ghosts and wolves, carrying the voices of countless wronged souls.
From the patch of land that the Red Back Dragon King's breath had burned pitch-black, dense smoke suddenly billowed forth. It was as if all the ashes had gathered and merged into it, forming a massive ghostly shadow in the air, large enough to cover half of T5.
Within the smoke, scarlet eyes seemed to drip with blood.
Its body appeared to be made of countless wronged souls. Those souls all spoke at once. "Di Ba, Goddess Luo, do you think I, Qingmu, can be destroyed so