I felt it. I felt this world.
I saw them. I saw my adorable descendants, striving for the family and working together to fight off every enemy.
Li Xiang greedily breathed in the air around him.
Even though he was in the sky, with the War Puppet behind him and Li Dalong and his wife standing on its shoulder, surrounded by over a hundred members of the Su Family who had taken to the air and encircled Li Yunlin and more than a dozen people from the Litian Sect, Li Xiang didn't feel cramped at all.
He wanted to etch the faces of every member of the Li Family into his heart. Seeing them in person and seeing them in a game were two entirely different experiences.
The spiritual energy here was filled with murderous intent because of the great battle. The raging fire on the ground, set ablaze by Elder Qiu Li's talismans, had filled the sky with smoke as well. It smelled like the air in a kitchen where firewood was burning.
But Li Xiang was still greedy for it. To him, the air smelled even sweeter than that of the real world!
He believed that beyond this world there had to be birdsong and fragrant flowers. It would be even better if he could return to the Li Family's residence. He still wanted to see the Pig Demon King, and find out how the children of the Li Family's fourth generation had managed to drive the tough Xu Cuihua mad.
He wanted to wipe Li Yaoqing's perpetually dirty face with a clean towel and tell the child, who devoted himself to the family, to take better care of himself. He wanted to tell Li Yaowen, who seemed delicate but was even more stubborn than Li Yaotie,