The two of them remained silent, but as if in the depths of the unseen, two terrifying phantoms seemed to collide and probe each other among all things.
The big cat lay sprawled on the ground, watching the void with interest, while Little Candle coiled atop Heishan's peak, intermittently flicking its tongue, its pair of black, bright eyes looking at the two. Those eyes, always pure and innocent, now held a profound and inscrutable gaze.
It seemed as if in those eyes, the river of time was slowly flowing by.
Among those present, only Little Ba felt most uncomfortable, huddling and trembling inside the sheepfold, its eyes quivering uncontrollably.
"What...what kind of almighty deities are these!!"
In Little Ba's eyes, behind the two women, there emerged immensely terrifying phantoms.
