The black-haired boy remained dazed and wooden-faced for half an hour.
Then, the slight fluctuation within the Mother World quietly vanished.
The black-haired boy came to his senses and performed a Carp Leap, springing up from the strange stone at the heart. He then tried to flee.
But with so many powerful beings in the underground palace, any one of them could subdue him.
He had not even rushed a few steps before an invisible cage trapped him inside.
Ji Xuanyuan strolled over to the black-haired boy.
He had originally thought the black-haired boy would quickly acquire all of "Gui Qing's" memories, but the actual situation differed somewhat from his judgment.
The black-haired boy reacted to "Gui Qing," but he did not remember much.
Just as Ji Xuanyuan was about to say something, he suddenly felt a tremor in his brow.
His expression shifted slightly. He then said to the woman dressed in a white fox-fur coat, "Ya, take him back..."
The woman called "Ya" nodded before stepping forward and dragging the black-haired boy away.
Ji Xuanyuan took a step forward and vanished before everyone's eyes, appearing inside a pitch-black room.
A crack appeared in his forehead, and an eyeball burrowed out. A voice came from the eyeball: "Kill him. Kill that brat!"
The voice contained intense fury.
The Primal Spirit Clan had profound foundations. Even Ji Xuanyuan did not know just how powerful this "Second Civilization" truly was.
When facing everything in the Mother World, the Origin Spirit Civilization always seemed as calm as drifting clouds and flowing water.
Only this time did it appear frantic and furious.
"Who should I kill?" Ji Xuanyuan asked.
"Luo Zheng!" the eyeball continued.
At the mention of Luo Zheng, two sharp rays already flashed in Ji Xuanyuan's eyes.
Even Di Jun had