Bringing along the Three-Legged Death Crow, which was fiercely resistant yet dared not voice its anger, Green set out on his journey to conceal the marks.
Just three small worlds—an easy task.
Still, to avoid trouble, it was better to let this crow handle it. The Fountain of Hatred's enemies were not limited to the Eternal Spring or Green. As Spring Ancestors ruling hundreds, even thousands of worlds, each of them frequently underwent exchanges and transitions of world dominion. It was a common sight.
Seventy years later.
After a long journey through the void, following the route given by the Eternal Moon, Green arrived outside the Leaf Dragon World.
This was an inconspicuous small world under the Fountain of Hatred.
It was still just Green and the Three-Legged Death Crow. The words the crow had been holding back throughout the journey could finally no longer be contained. Its blood-red eyes rolled incessantly as it gazed toward the Leaf Dragon World drawing closer through the boundless gray void. Suddenly, the Three-Legged Death Crow let out a "caw caw caw" laugh.
"Caw caw caw, a small world like this... What a pity my Death Legion is gone. Otherwise, my legion could easily conquer this world. Sigh, I'm currently in a weakened period. Who knows how much time it would take to squeeze into a small world like this. Annihilation Wizard, how about this? I'll go back first and rebuild the Death Legion, then..."
"No need."
Just as the Three-Legged Death Crow spoke, Green interrupted it in a deep voice.
Green's body was a hazy, gray, semi-transparent form. His tri-colored light eyes flickered as he stared at this small world trembling beneath his oppressive force. The unfurled flat scroll of the world spread out from beneath his feet, rippling outward in ring after