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With a boom, the White Tiger's most powerful treasure shattered into fragments that filled the sky.

The White Tiger, just about to spit out a few threats, froze instantly, utterly dumbfounded.

At that moment, aside from Big Red Bird and Little Dot, every other creature stood petrified, staring wide-eyed. Their bodies involuntarily shuddered as a chill crawled from the soles of their feet to the tops of their heads.

The terrifying Qiankun Bag had been blown apart the moment it appeared, before it could even display its power. The result was too shocking for the creatures present, and they remained unable to recover their senses for a long time.

"Ahh, my heart hurts so much!" While everyone was still stunned, a heart-rending cry exploded like thunder, leaving them dumbfounded. Yet it had not come from the White Tiger, but from Little Dot, who was beating his chest, stomping his feet, and wailing loudly.

"Ahh, you damned sickly kitten! If you wanted to die, then just die! Why did you have to drag the Cosmos Bag down with you? I hate you!" Little Dot's eyes were bloodshot, as though countless ants were scratching at his little heart.

"Pfft!"

The severely wounded White Tiger coughed up a mouthful of blood from sheer rage. Was this Cosmos Bag its treasure or that dead child's? Why was he crying as though his heart and guts had been torn apart?

"Ahh, my heart hurts! It feels like ten thousand arrows have pierced it, leaving countless cracks and bloody holes!" Little Dot clutched his head, yanked at his hair, and screamed with a twisted expression.

The White Tiger flew into a rage and desperately wanted to curse. Damn it, how could there be such a shameless person in this world?

Xiao Meng had a headache. This