Li Xiaoyao emerged from the ruins with Xiaoqing hidden in his sleeve, manipulating this body that possessed only a single soul and three spirits.
The two left the area and landed in an inconspicuous spot.
At that moment, Ling City was still in a state of panic, with crowds of common folk rushing towards the outskirts.
In recent times, Ling City had witnessed too many strange occurrences. For the first time, ordinary people felt that the world was so insecure.
Xiaoqing looked around, her gaze wandering over the towering steel-reinforced buildings and the modern roads, momentarily lost in a trance.
"This world, the changes have been so vast." Xiaoqing stood beside Li Xiaoyao, looking at the unsettling scene in front of them, and asked, "What happened? Why is everyone running to the outside of the city?"
