"This is too big."
Qin Zi looked at the gigantic sunset in shock and murmured:
"The sun is almost setting, yet it's still so scorching. What would it be like when it's high in the sky?"
Qin Chuan shook his head and said, "This sun never reaches the zenith; it's always like this, forever in that position."
"How can that be?!"
Qin Zi's eyes widened.
Qin Chuan said seriously, "A typical sunset, no matter how slow it sets, will eventually descend little by little. But according to my divine sense, it hasn't moved at all, as if it's rooted to the ground."
He took a deep breath and said, "Perhaps this is a Twilight World, eternally frozen in the moment of dusk."
Qin Zi gasped.
Ye Lingshuang also clicked her tongue in wonder, then suddenly frowned and said, "That calling sensation has appeared again."
"Where?"
Qin Chuan asked.
"Over there!"
Ye Lingshuang pointed at the enormous red sun, speaking with determination.
"Let's go."
