"Look, Dad is out!"
"Yeah, I see him, Ying Yue has finally emerged!"
"Wow, truly patient..."
Ying Yue's emergence didn't cause much of a stir in the brutally competitive Baishen World, nor did it catch the attention of the audience outside the screen.
The only ones who took notice were Thunder God and his group, the representatives from Xuanyuan God Clan in Box No. 4, as well as Saint Jiujian, Napa, and a number of other Cosmic Gods.
"This guy finally came out!"
...
"What a waste of a Spirit Fruit!"
Ying Yue shook his head, forcing himself out of his epiphany state, feeling quite regretful. A Spirit Fruit could let him have an epiphany for ten thousand years, and it had been less than a year, so there was still plenty of time.
In that sense, this Spirit Fruit was wasted.
