Stone Plain Realm.
Night had fallen.
The gray in the sky had deepened in color, yet it had not gone completely dark.
Looking up at the Firmament.
Great swathes of inky blackness vaguely formed into endless mountain ranges.
At this moment, the Black Snow drifting through the sky had grown heavier. A layer half a meter thick had already accumulated on the ground, staining the earth as black as night.
For a moment.
Mao Xiao Miao could not tell which was the sky and which was the ground.
This was the unique celestial phenomenon of the Stone Plain Realm.
The laws of earth held absolute dominance in this realm, to the point that even the cycle of day and night was affected. Thus, mountain projections appeared in the night sky.
Every supermassive mountain range on the surface—those stretching tens or even hundreds of thousands of kilometers—would cast a projection upon the horizon.
Beside her.
Giant Horn quietly watched the Little Cat Girl, its expression rather subtle.
Not long ago.
It had vaguely sensed that her aura had undergone an indescribable change.
The big fellow had even developed an illusion: the Little Cat Girl was no longer merely a little one, but had become a giant as towering as the mountains.
Standing beside her, it felt like an insignificant ant.
It sounded utterly absurd.
Yet Giant Horn felt that this was the truth.
It had an intuition that this was most likely connected to the mysterious expert behind her.
After a while.
Giant Horn cautiously said, "Little Miss, you've been standing here for two hours. Would you like to go rest for a while?"
Mao Xiao Miao answered with something unrelated. "I sensed it. The Giant Stone Forest is like a depression, with life force flowing here and gathering within it."