He was already in a weakened state.
He was even starving; that much was clear from his gaunt body.
It seemed as though he had not eaten anything for many days.
And perhaps because of that, the gray wolf kept its eyes fixed on Qin Shaofeng.
Waiting for Qin Shaofeng to fall so it could feast to its heart's content.
It seemed to have sensed that the human in the tree was very weak—absolutely no match for it, prey that posed no threat whatsoever.
I have to get away from this gray wolf!
That was Qin Shaofeng's only thought at that moment. He could already feel his body growing weaker and weaker with hunger.
If this continued, even if he did not become this gray wolf's food, he would starve to death.
At the thought of starving to death, Qin Shaofeng felt a burst of exasperation.
He did not want to die so pathetically.
And more importantly, he could not die.
If he died, it would be tantamount to pronouncing the death sentence of the entire Illusory Realm.
The instant he stepped into the Land of Shining Stars, a great deal of inexplicable information had suddenly appeared in Qin Shaofeng's mind.
While his body was being constructed earlier, he had sorted through that information.
It was information about time!
He did not know whether it had come from Lord Li, the Illusory Realm, or the Land of Shining Stars.
In any case, Qin Shaofeng now roughly knew that more than ten billion epochs had passed for the Illusory Realm.
Yet in the Land of Shining Stars, only a little over a thousand years had passed—certainly no more than two thousand.
Ten billion epochs against one thousand years—such a comparison, even as a ratio, was an astronomical figure enough to drive