He sped up immediately, swiftly flying towards that domain.
As the distance rapidly closed, the surface details of this red domain gradually became exposed in his eyes.
It was crumpled, like the shriveled orange peel left out for too long.
And those black mists were nothing else but grotesque World Eaters, crouching on the surface of this red domain, nibbling bit by bit at the surface of the realm membrane.
His gaze was sharp, and among the densely packed World Eaters, he saw a minor breach on the realm membrane.
Within this breach, cultivators were fighting desperately to block the way, their cries of anguish and fury emerging from the gap.
This scene, for a moment, overlapped faintly with the past events in Little Cang World.
Only then they were inside the realm, whereas now, he stood outside.
His heart felt complex for a moment.
Once upon a time, how much he wished for cultivators from Cloud Sky Realm to appear outside Little Cang World, to save it...
