Year 2056, in a city in the Yuan Jiang Su Jin area. On top of a ruined, shattered six story residential apartment sits a teenager wearing a combat vest, militaristic trousers, and alloyed battle boots. On his back is a hexagonal shield and equipped is a blood-shadow battle knife. He sits there silently on the edge of the roof. At this time, the sparkling sky was shining and there was a refreshing breath within the air that blew towards him. However, there was only silence within the ruined, deserted city, with an occasional howl that makes your heart skip a beat.
Pu Ai destroyed the pathway and didn't care anymore about what happened within the destroyed tower. They were now focused on nurturing the later generations of Yan Ji warriors.
Within the tower.
The skinny Purple Clock looked malevolent. A purple membrane was glowing on the surface of his body, and the pressure emanated throughout as he stared at the silhouette.
Luo Feng naturally flapped his wings and smiled at him.
In terms of build, Luo Feng was considered normal amongst the trillions of races. This Purple Clock emperor was 1.6m tall and skinny, it made Luo Feng seem bigger.
"I underestimated you." Purple Clock said hoarsely.
"I didn't expect you to be so scheming too." Luo Feng said softly.