After Qin Minmin finished speaking, the three, already rather dejected by their crushing defeat, remembered the purpose of their journey, and the worry between their brows grew heavier.
"Big brother, you're really amazing!"
"My brother is already a very, very, very amazing genius among our dragon race, but you're even more amazing than him... um..."
"Um... one... two... three... four... right, four times as amazing!"
Ao Ya, her hair tied into two little ponytails, ran excitedly up to Bai Yi. First, she spread her arms, trying to show just how amazing he was.
Then she hurriedly lowered her head and held out her plump little fingers. After carefully counting four, she happily held her hand up to Bai Yi.
"Little Ya... you..."
Turned into a unit of measurement on the spot by his own little sister, Ao Zhen lost control of his expression and slumped helplessly to one side.
He could not even offer a word of rebuttal. After all, judging by the strength Bai Yi had just displayed, his sister's rating had actually given his own combat strength quite a boost.
With Ao Ya's interruption, the oppressive atmosphere dissipated.
Qin Minmin covered her mouth and smiled, glancing at Lü Qingmo and Li Changhe, who were smiling as well.
Indeed, perhaps the road ahead was shrouded in darkness.
As the vanguard, they might previously have been under the greatest possible pressure, but Bai Yi's appearance had given them, who had stood at the very top, a new pillar of support.
"Such a performance at the Nascent Soul Realm."
"Boy Xiang, I'm beginning to believe that your Golden Crow lineage's gamble over these hundreds of thousands of years has some chance of success."
Deep within the chaos, Minghuang's gaze pierced layer upon layer of space as he gave Bai Yi