"They had better not let me catch them!"
Even though he wasn't sure of the reason, Cave Sky Spirit felt that perhaps it was due to Feng Qing'an. Maybe Feng Qing'an was fighting some powerful enemy, indirectly causing the wilting of the spirit tree.
But there was one thing he couldn't figure out: what kind of overpowering foe could drain the life force of a spirit tree planted within Cave Sky through Feng Qing'an?
"I don't understand, I really don't understand!"
At the time when Cave Sky Spirit was sighing and grumbling continuously, in the Monarch's Palace in You Huang Ghost Country, where his might dominated all directions and his name was famous in many countries, Feng Qing'an was lying flat on a couch that seemed wet with ice water, staring blankly at the dome above him.
He wasn't certain if it were an illusion, but the ordinarily plain dome, in his eyes at that moment, seemed distant, as unreachable as the infinite sky.
"Humiliation, such humiliation!"
