Several days later, outside Corpse Burning Room No. 7.
Ripples suddenly spread through the air before the door. Then they gradually dispersed, expanding into a pitch-black hole.
Next, a tiny, half-black, half-white thing fell out from inside.
It looked exceedingly strange, like a pebble with a small patch of something bright and shiny attached to it.
It wriggled toward the door of Corpse Burning Room No. 7, neither fast nor slow. At the same time, the pitch-black hole slowly closed and finally vanished without a trace.
Before long, it had crawled up to the door. Just then, the door to the Corpse Burning Room suddenly opened, and a pitch-black hoof stretched out. With a squelch, it stepped on the thing.
"Dead cow, what did you run outside for?" Wang Tie Zhu's voice came from within.
Lamborghini stood at the doorway, his bovine eyes sweeping around with faint confusion in them. Just now, he had sensed an extremely vast and condensed fluctuation of Origin Power.
Instinctively, he had thought Grandpa had returned, but there was no one around.
"What's it to you!" After a pause, Lamborghini replied in a muffled voice, then turned and went back inside.
In the crack between the blue stone slabs before the threshold, the half-black, half-white little thing was wedged in the middle, motionless for a long while.
Only after quite some time did it wriggle free and continue crawling toward the inside.
The Corpse Burning Room was laid with an array. Without permission, not even mosquitoes or flies could enter.
Yet this thing did not trigger the array's obstruction or expulsion in the slightest.
Before long, it slipped through the gap in the door.
Then Ma Fei's scream rang out from inside. "Holy crap, what is this?!"
That shrill cry immediately gathered all the beasts