Adoration

Along with the appearance of the wings that covered the sky.

The place Zhao Shuning and the others were at had become a wasteland.

She stared blankly at the wings that had suddenly appeared.

Zhao Huai quickly explained, "Ning, you- listen to me, I, these wings, I —"

Zhao Huai stuttered.

After traversing the continent for tens of thousands of years, he had never felt this uneasy even when he was facing the Flame Emperor back then.

Now, a little girl had seen her wings and became restless.

It was a pair of purple-gold wings that represented status. Although it was only a light blue, as long as he finished repairing it, it would turn purple.

In the Beast Kingdom, these were the wings that many Divine Beast yearned for day and night.

But now.

Zhao Huai actually felt inferior.

He wasn't Ning.