Source of All Evil Tempering the Self, War Rekindled Across the Myriad Heavens (Please Subscribe and Vote)

At the summit of Dragon Holy Mountain, heavenly tribulation lightning continued to fall, yet it did not harm the little beast or any of the powerful experts watching nearby. However, Keke's words wounded all the experts deeply.

Everyone sighed that Heavens was unfair. Such a lazy little fellow had actually become a super ancestor god even more powerful than Old First Dragon, nearly a Supreme Ancestor God.

The grumpy little beast had been awakened and wanted to throw a tantrum, but after the Dragon Clan War God King patiently explained the cause and effect, its next words nearly made the tens of thousands of cultivators watching collapse. It muttered aggrievedly, "I'm so sleepy. I want to go back to sleep. Don't look at me like that."

The Snow-White Little Beast sat there with bleary eyes, continuously rubbing its large eyes and looking deeply wronged.

"The Dragon Clan Sacred Tree hasn't borne fruit, but it seems the Dream Flower is about to bloom!"

Wanwan walked over to Keke and scooped the little fellow up, kneading its body with her jade-white hands. Though half-awake and somewhat resistant, the little fellow did not leave Wanwan's embrace.

"I'm really sleepy. Sister Wanwan, take me there..."

The little thing drowsily rested its little head against Wanwan's chest. It seemed to find the pillow uncomfortable and muttered softly, clearly dissatisfied.

"Little thing..."

Wanwan's expression darkened somewhat. Yaoyao was beside her, and at the sight of this, she could not help laughing even with her mouth covered.

"Ee yah! Slower, slower! Be gentler! You can't touch there..."

The Snow-White Little Beast became a snowball, tossed back and forth between Wanwan and Yaoyao as they flew. Wanwan had been somewhat angered by the little thing and kept tugging at spots it especially disliked being touched, rousing it from