"WAH—Suqing! Suqing! The Young Master flew off!"
Accompanied by Immortal Mu's childlike shouts, the entire Bear Hug Tribe's territory erupted into chaos.
Crowds of the old, weak, women, and children ran out of their tents, looking up at the dazzling Divine Light that soared into the sky from the hillside. They couldn't help cheering and jumping for joy, but they could only faintly make out their Young Master's valiant and somewhat scruffy figure within the light...
Not having completely woken up for three years, just growing a stubble was not bad at all.
At this moment, Wu Wang stood suspended in the high sky.
His long hair whipped about behind his head, and his short shirt billowed uncontrollably. Within a hundred zhang around him lay a Star Sea. In it, constantly rotating elliptical galaxies burst forth with brilliant light.
