"Shit!" Warakh the White Tiger screamed in shock when the spatial storm swallowed her, separating her from Turmul.
Even though she wasn't scared, she couldn't afford to be careless either. After all, Zeit, the Kun Peng, purposefully warned them all to be on the top of their senses, for their enemies weren't as weak as the previous generations.
Unfortunately, there was still a tinge of arrogance in her heart, having been a Primordial Beast that never had to worry about Gods all her life. So, she indeed looked down on them.
But the moment she entered the TTT, Warakh was shocked, staring at the vast network of realms that had been established here.
There were 11 realms in total, each almost infinite to the residents within, occupying a large enough space while absorbing a terrifying extent of the spatial storm. As for the spatial storm, it was being supplied by a Satellite Realm resembling the Rune Realm.
