They all saw a small figure beside Ling Yun, but no matter how they looked, it remained blurry.
Little one rubbed her eyes. She was sleepy and wanted to sleep in Ling Yun's arms. Then, while Ling Yun watched the battlefield, Beibei secretly whispered to Little one.
Immediately!
The two of them sat beside Ling Yun, watching the distant undead battle Blade Venerable.
The scarlet blade on Blade Venerable's body trembled incessantly. In the blink of an eye, it split into thousands upon thousands of blade images that collided with the blade aura in the void, erupting in dazzling sparks.
The void around him kept collapsing, cleaved apart by the blade aura. That place had become a ruined land, turbulent power surging through it with terrifying force.
Ling Yun's brows furrowed as he watched. The inheritance this Blade Venerable obtained isn't bad. The undead actually can't do anything to him for now.
"Papa, is it one of us?" Little one pointed at the undead, feeling a wave of familiarity.
"Mm!"
"It isn't doing well. Shouldn't we help it?" Beibei asked.
"Let's wait a little longer." Ling Yun took a sip of tea. He was in no hurry.
Beibei and Little one exchanged a glance. The latter suddenly vanished, and Ling Yun smiled.
"Haha, guess where Little Sister went?" Beibei asked with narrowed eyes and a smile.
Ling Yun said, "Is there a reward?"
"No."
"Then I won't guess."
Ling Yun knew, of course. She had run into his void space. He had no idea what the two of them had taken a fancy to in there.
Beibei puffed out her cheeks, then tried to divert Ling Yun's attention and shouted, "Wow, so amazing! The one using the blade is a bad guy!"
Ling Yun watched the distant battle while splitting