Inside the White Cave's extradimensional world, the gray destructive airflow was sweeping and surging, and was then sucked into the spatial fragment by the black hole's suction force.
Just as the entire space was in complete chaos, and the Small World of the white cave seemed to be on the verge of collapse.
"Da."
Xin's figure stepped out of the spatial crack with one foot.
He looked left and right, clearly having lost his direction and orientation.
As far as the eye could see, other than the mess in the sky and the land that was ten thousand miles in the same miserable state, what other landmarks could bring back memories?
"Shouldn't we return to the Lijian Grassland..." Xin's lips opened, but he couldn't close them.
"Put me down."
Lan Ling finally recovered from the turbulence of the spatial fragment. She shook her head fiercely, and then Xin put her down from his back.