"Creation, destruction, time, wishes..."
The entrancing burial soil takes the evil body as home, signifying the evil body has once more completed an advancement.
This was Xie Tian's initial small goal.
Success requires no joy.
But the three sources of the wish are enough to be called an unexpected pleasure.
However, when Xie Tian opened his blood-red eyes, he didn't have time to show a smile before he saw Huang Er ahead, missing his left arm.
Huang Er was still looking left and right to pave the way.
From the half-side view of his face, Xie Tian didn't see a hint of despair or resentment from losing an arm; there was only caution, so cautious that he didn't even notice Xie Tian had escaped the state of being neither dead nor alive for decades.
At this moment, Xie Tian felt moved, admiration in his heart.
Then, he finally laughed.
