Wherever the Shepherd Boy's body reached, the space ended up avoiding him completely, and the spiritual power became as docile as a kitten.
Powerful!
This was the common thought among all present. They believed that if the Shepherd Boy wanted to kill them, a single move would be enough to slaughter them all.
However, they breathed a sigh of relief when the Shepherd Boy did not direct his gaze towards them, but rather at the withered branch at the mountain's peak in the distance, with a slight smile at the corner of his mouth.
"Old friend, come out!"
The Shepherd Boy's lips moved slightly as his voice emerged, seemingly coming from all directions, making it impossible to pinpoint but permeating every corner, audible even a thousand miles away.
"I have just arrived, and I didn't expect you to be here already!"
