When Ao Xing received the news from the central hall, it was already dusk.
The Mountain and Sea people, whom it had specially marked earlier, all went home from work at the same time and then fell into a long slumber.
Other than their breathing and heartbeat being maintained, their consciousness and brainwaves had already stopped, as if they never had any self-awareness.
Yet their souls still existed, only they were being tainted with a chaotic hue.
"Why didn't you tell me about this sooner!"
Suppressing the anger within, Ao Xing rushed to the nearest Mountain and Sea person's home.
Accompanying it was the Myconid responsible for registering his identity back then.
"I'm sorry, this was my negligence."
"Because the situation happened too suddenly, plus I was worried you might recklessly come into conflict with that God..."
Without hiding its responsibility, the Myconid spoke with deep regret.
