Wu Character Mountain Range's main range.
Secondary branch range No. 101.
Designated point area No. 466.
The hunters of the temporary hunting party crowded around Zhu Si, cautiously studying the world before them, which seemed somehow different from before. The mountains sprawled across the earth, winding like Waghar's ribs, lined up in neat rows—except a jarring black dot had appeared amid their original gray-white coloring.
One end lay beneath the hunters' feet, while the other stretched toward a distant horizon with no end in sight.
Space not far ahead of them had begun to wrinkle slowly, its folds crossing over one another and nearing collapse. The farther away it was, the stronger that sense of fracture became. Long, narrow fissures spread through the void, linked together like a spiderweb around a certain point, like black lightning frozen in midair. Before they even approached, Su Ya and Poseidon felt the fur on their tails stand on end.
Li Meng felt it even more deeply.
It was as though she had once again experienced the experiment from Old Yao's first Philosophy of Magic class. Heaven and earth were like a sheet of thin paper—frail and fragile, as if even slightly greater force, or something just a little sharper, could slice it apart.
"—You've caused trouble!"
Li Meng looked at Poseidon with utter certainty.
"Trouble."
Poseidon's gaze sharpened. At some point, her fluffy tail had slipped out from beneath her robe, then curled upward again less than a centimeter above the ground, hooked and swaying back and forth.
Maodou stared at that swaying tail tip, and her own tail began to sway along unconsciously.
"—Don't worry, young miss. Tell Miss that I fired the shot!"
Su Ya patted her chest, looking ready to heroically sacrifice herself.
Coo, coo—
Li Meng's pigeon perched on