409. Bathing in Morning Light, the Golden Crow spreads its wings

"Dead so decisively, huh."

Song He silently gripped the radish.

His fingers gently caressed the radish a few times, feeling it was like a piece of warm jade, radiating with an exceptionally pure divine power and vitality from the inside out.

This... was highly abnormal.

This place was supposed to be a consciousness world created by the Dreamweaving Net, meaning that everything should be illusory, so why was there a physical object?

Unless this conformed to the characteristics of the Dreamweaving Net.

Or perhaps it was a formidable existence capable of suppressing the characteristics of the Dreamweaving Net.

So, the question arose—if the Radish God's power could suppress the Dreamweaving Net, how could it have been deceived for so long?

Struck by a thought, Song He silently left the world of the Dreamweaving Net and emerged outside.

He clenched the radish in his hand and sighed inwardly, 'As expected.'

Immediately after, he looked around.