Qin Fen had been waiting for Nüwa to ask her question so he could fob her off and escape this trouble spot. But in the blink of an eye, his surroundings changed.
Heavy footsteps, a dense rumble of trampling feet, and even countless howls reached him from far away.
The sky alternated between clear and overcast, as though the sun had gone haywire, appearing and disappearing at random.
Winds followed tigers, and clouds followed dragons. Big Chef looked up and nearly pissed himself. At some point, a Giant Dragon had appeared in the sky.
Vast masses of cloud coiled around him, blocking the sunlight. A roar rang out, dragging Qin Fen's gaze back to the ground.
With a thunderous crash, a swath of trees toppled, and an enormous white tiger leaped out of the mountain forest. The damn tiger even had wings. A fierce gust swept toward them from afar.
Fortunately, Nüwa was there, and Qin Fen managed to share a little of her safe zone, escaping the effects.
But Qin Fen was definitely not having a good time. He really should have checked the almanac before leaving home today. This was fucking cursed. He realized he had been getting unlucky lately, increasingly unlucky, though Big Chef had no idea why.
In any case, Big Chef was very nervous now. Behind the tiger appeared a vast crowd of animals of every kind, birds, and even fucking insects, because he had spotted an enormous mosquito. It was so fucking big!
The mosquito's head alone was the size of a basketball. As for its body, it looked like a fighter jet.
Qin Fen was ready to cry. This wasn't the Primordial Wilderness. This was a fantasy version of Jurassic Park.
The Celestial Realm was terrifying, and the Earthly Immortal Realm had plenty