The young Bai Wu vaguely felt a gaze fixed upon him, but when he turned around, he saw nothing.
Hailing from the third layer of Well World, Bai Wu's speed had long surpassed the limits of human vision.
By Bai Wu's side was a twisted zone, as if he were the incarnation of the Well, with the center around him, slowly spreading black mist.
But when it reached a certain extent, the black mist stopped.
It was as if it were a domain of Bai Wu's.
Bai Wu was curious, what would happen if someone approached this domain?
The young Bai Wu didn't do anything else.
Bai Wu still remembered, at this time, after counting Ultraman, he would wander around to alleviate his mood.
It was Jing Liu, who always followed the young Bai Wu, wanting to see the childhood appearance of the person who had once defeated her.
Jing Liu remained a shadow without substance, invisible and intangible to others.
Only Bai Wu could communicate with her.