The summer sun cast down from the void before the vibrant verdant herb garden bamboo gates, bringing warmth to people.
However, the fierce dark tiger in front of the gates, black cat Tom, felt only chills under the summer sun. In fact, it never felt colder before.
'Back then in the Upper Realm when I was still just a kitten, I huddled in the bushes and struggled to survive. Even when winter came, I didn't find it that cold, and just survived easily with the strength of my bloodline.'
However, right now, whether it was from the intuition of death or the genius of the Spiritual Cat Clan, it felt a painful marrow-deep cold with a meaning of impending death.
'Why did this happen?'
Tom screamed in its heart. Could it be that the Demon Lord Zhi Nan had set it up?
However, there was no reason to do that! If he wanted to kill it, he would be able to do it with just one finger. There was no need to borrow Vigilante A's hand to do it!
