Li Yao was immersed in the vast, ancient, and sacred picture. It was not until a long time later that he shivered and came back to himself.
If he wanted to sigh with emotion, he would have to wait until he returned home. He had to first confirm that his companions were safe and sound.
Crack! Crack! Crack!
After several fierce battles, the broken Giant God Soldier 'Solar Catastrophe' stood up from the ocean of foam. He was on one of his knees at first, before he stood up carefully and warmed up his wrists and ankles. He examined himself through the bouncing of his fingers.
"Are my left hand and my right hand alright?"
Li Yao extended the iron arms of the 'sun catastrophe' and opened his palms, shaking them slightly.
"… It's nothing."
The mental devil and Lu Qingchen seemed to dislike being addressed as 'my left hand and my right hand'. It was not until a long time later that the two of them replied gloomily.
"That's good."
