The former nurtures green sprouts, as if all things are bursting forth, the incubation and growth of life, all within a brief moment.
The latter withers and decays, like the extinction of all beings, the death and dimming of life, not an uncommon sight.
Then, an irresistible force of suction comes from the Gate of Awakening.
Ye Hanjun is like a compressed sphere of light, shooting in with the speed of a cannonball.
"Plop!!"
The landing point is soft and as light as cotton, with a springy touch.
Ye Hanjun, who does not know how long he has been unconscious, slowly awakens, his old memories gradually coming back to life.
"Big Tadpole..."
GuaGua, rubbing his sleepy eyes, rises as well, his face full of confusion.
"Clang!!"
The fallen Sword Thunder Child suddenly bursts with lightning, leaping up, ready to strike.
