Woo woo!
The fierce wind swept across the tundra, taking away the vitality of billions of moss patches.
This tundra, spanning hundreds of miles, visibly decayed and withered away, as if the fierce wind had absorbed its life force.
Three breaths later, Zhao Sheng suddenly closed his mouth, and his bloated belly instantly returned to its original state.
Gazing intensely, the tundra seemed to come alive suddenly, countless mosses bloomed with specks of green light, which merged into a thin green membrane, keeping the fierce wind at bay.
In the next second, the green light shot into the sky, instantly gathering into a mass, then transforming into a small "man" three feet tall, clad in a green robe with green hair, featuring exquisite facial features.
"Taoist, please, stop quickly!" The green-haired little person flew swiftly to the front, shouting anxiously repeatedly.
