However, Luo Hong did not put the wooden box in his hand into his Myriad Treasures Pouch. Instead, with a movement of his Spiritual Sense, he sent it into the Netherworld Grotto-heaven.
In truth, he did not wish to play such tricks either. But if he did not secretly hide away some Ten Thousand Year Blood Peonies, Luo Hong feared that his final gains would frighten Liu Changlin and the others!
Just as he was about to withdraw the black mist from his palm, the Spiritual Sense connection deep within his primordial spirit, which had remained still for a long time, was suddenly stirred.
"Eh? A Zi, you're awake!"
After being stunned for a moment, Luo Hong sent a voice transmission in immense delight.
Unfortunately, this voice transmission received no response, leaving Luo Hong deeply disappointed.
After all, among the opportunities he had obtained in the Spirit World, that newly born realm A Zi had used was undoubtedly second only to the Little Black Ball!
Thus, Luo Hong held tremendous expectations for the A Zi who would emerge transformed in the future.
Yet more than ten thousand years had passed, and the immortal embryo was still the same immortal embryo, showing not the slightest sign of hatching.
"Ah..."
After sighing, Luo Hong calmed himself and carefully sensed the immortal embryo he had placed within the Netherworld Grotto-heaven.
He then discovered that the Spiritual Sense fluctuation from just now had not been his imagination. An awareness had indeed emerged from within the immortal embryo, but it was extremely weak, and extremely
hungry!
After thinking briefly, Luo Hong suddenly looked toward the dark red blood mist around him, which was nearly being worn away by the Five-colored light shield, and muttered in surprise:
"Could it want to eat this?"
Once this thought