True Freedom

That voice came out of Priest Hua’s body. What that voice said was simple and ordinary, but enchanting and irresistible.

Hearing this voice, Ji Hao felt that the world in his eyes was suddenly illuminated. Suddenly, the dark sky, misty water surface, and the storm, were all gone, without a trace. Green mountains and water, warm sunlight, and fruit trees were everywhere, with red, yellow, purple, and light-green colored ripe fruits hanging on the branches.

A gently flowing stream was in front of Ji Hao. Flowing in the stream was not water, but milk. This was a true milk stream. Ji Hao looked around and found a few more streams in the front, with honey, oil, goat milk, or wine flowing in it. One could find all the most delicious, nourishing things, and the best liquor in these streams.

Pan Gu world was cold and sad. The sunlight had been absent for a long time. The air was moist and freezing, which made Ji Hao feel cold from his bones.