Of course, within Lin Ping'an's unique and mysterious inner Little World, there is an ethereal desolation, as if it stands apart from the mortal realm.
There are no traces of other living beings here, the only visible remnants are the scattered and varied fragments of Exotic Beast bones.
Few breaths passed quietly, and under the blazing and sacred light of the virtual sun, the furious energy like a fog began a silent transformation.
The immense energy contained within, as if summoned, was thread by thread drawn into the virtual sun.
Every drop of energy was meticulously dissected, refined, until finally being entirely absorbed.
The whole process was like morning dew meeting the sun, evaporating in an instant.
Only a faint residue lingered in the air, attesting to the magnificent spectacle just witnessed.
Under Lin Ping'an's unmatched mighty force, the Exotic Beast Secret Realm, thoroughly crushed, was like a broken painting.
