In a remote jungle nestled between Chu City and Whitewater City within the Da Xuan Country, a thin and frail figure was leaning against a thick tree trunk. Both of his legs were spread apart in a relaxed manner. This figure belonged to a thirteen or fourteen-year-old teenager. Aside from his unusually pale face, the boy had fairly common facial features. His clothes were loose-fitting and a bright shining steel sword was carelessly thrown by his side.
The next moment, an astonishing event took Liu Ming by surprise!
The moment the giant scorpion dashed to the fork in the road, it suddenly blurred and split into three identical phantoms, each only a third the size of the original, and continued to charge down different paths, and at the next junction, it split even further and dashed forward.
Thus, one split into three, three split into nine, and before long, all the scorpion phantoms had disappeared into the depths of the distant passageway without a trace.
"So that's how it is!"
Only then did Liu Ming come to a realization, finally showing a hint of a smile on his face.
At this time, Xie'er was staring ahead with wide-open eyes, unblinkingly watching, while her body sat motionless, and from the ground nearby, strands of pale golden light emerged intermittently, seeping into her body.