Hanging Outside

Hearing this voice, Feng Xia's palm paused slightly.

He turned his head to look behind him and saw a tiny "egg" flying out and landing in front of Tianwu. The egg clicked his tongue in wonder and said, "It really seems to be a descendant of Tianwu, and its bloodline is quite pure. Strange, this place is clearly just a wasteland. Why are there so many messy…"

Feng Xia's heart skipped a beat.

Long Da's few simple words had revealed a lot of information!

"Wasteland… Can he be talking about this world? What exactly happened in this world? Who set up the Spirit-Snatching Formation and drained the spiritual energy of the world to create this Dharma-Ending Age?"

In the distance.

The aardvark fell to the ground with a thud.

It carefully rolled on the ground and buried its head within the shattered rocks in the surrounding. It could indeed take this opportunity to escape, but… it dared not.