What kind of life was it recording? Lu Wufa stood there in a daze, feeling that this strange treasure refined by Master Lu... was rather unconventional.
But then he understood. Something stirred within him, and he said, "Indeed, all beauty will eventually become memories. Their lingering echoes drift away helplessly through the years."
He resonated with it and sighed with emotion, believing that Master Lu held the starry sky in his heart, recording a miniature of the great era and preserving the lingering echoes of Anomalous Beings and the changing of ages.
Wang Xuan grabbed the Mysterious Mobile Phone and cursed it inwardly. Hearing Lu Wufa's words, he had no choice but to smile reservedly before swiftly stuffing this fierce being into the Blessed Land Fragment used for storage.
Lei Hong was dead. This was a major event. After a brief silence, clamor swept across the Mysterious Sea, and countless people discussed it heatedly.
Then, all kinds of Supernatural Communicators on the sea surface lit up, transmitting the news to the outside world immediately.
An Anomalous Being of the Lightning Beast Clan had died in battle, harvested by a top expert wielding cymbals. It shook all parties, and countless gazes turned in that direction.
What had happened in the Mysterious Sea began fermenting in the outside world, because in a sense, behind an Anomalous Being stood an entire civilization. It was very serious.
The news spread violently, rapidly sweeping through the sea of stars.
Naturally, the scene of the incident remained the eye of the storm. After all, the reactions of all parties could not be that swift, and the journey here was simply too far.
"Ancestor!" On the sea surface, Liu Ming was stunned. His body trembled, and his face turned pale. Ancestor Lei Hong had actually undergone such