At this moment, the Little Earth Immortal stood upon the earth.
Zhang Ze's Golden Core was embedded in his chest, providing him with a backup energy source that would only last for three more minutes.
His silver body was athletic and slender, with golden patterns of profound simplicity appearing on its surface, filled with a philosophical aura.
The overalls he always wore as a brotherly companion had long been shattered to pieces.
Perhaps due to the inclusion of a little Miemie component in the Golden Core, the Little Earth Immortal had two pointy and curly horns jutting out from both sides of his head.
However, given the insufficient curvature of the horns, the Little Earth Immortal looked less like a ram-horned nude and more like a bull-horned monster.
Yet, even so, the Little Earth Immortal was quite satisfied.
He felt as if he had returned to his peak.
If there was one thing not quite perfect, it was that he currently had no control over his body.
