This Is a Child!

Those bones belonged to demonic beasts, with a small number of human remains mixed in.

Once Five-Finger Mountain was destroyed, the bones saw daylight again, and the surroundings immediately turned gloomy and ghostly. However, the yin energy did not last long.

Very soon, the bones turned into grayish-white powder in a passing breeze.

They were merely the bones of demons that had died many years ago. No residual power remained within them. If there was anything at all, it was only a trace of resentment released upon seeing daylight again.

As the bones turned to ash, only that figure remained in the deep pit, half-kneeling on the ground, still holding up the mountain and the sky, refusing to bend or fall.

He wore tattered armor, so damaged that its original appearance was almost unrecognizable.

He was not tall at all. On the contrary, he looked somewhat frail.

Even if he were standing rather than kneeling, he was probably only around 1.6 meters tall.

Unlike those bones, this body remained intact, preserving the appearance it had before death.

Its brown fur tinged with gold had now withered into a dull yellow, utterly devoid of its former brilliance.

A furry face, a protruding mouth hanging slightly open, exposing incomparably sharp canine teeth.

Its expression was ferocious. Even though death had already claimed it, those eyes remained wide open. For a moment, it seemed as though flames still burned within them.

But upon closer inspection, there was only a pair of dimmed eyes. The blaze in those pupils was the final emotion left behind before death.

It had never dispersed.

This was a monkey—by monkey standards, it was already exceptionally tall and imposing.

But in the eyes of an ordinary person, it was still rather small and thin.

"...Eldest Brother?"

Ao Yulie turned