The gathering in the wooden house only ended when night fell.
The younger generation of the human and alien species came out of the wooden door in an orderly manner and dispersed. Only a few of them traveled together.
Wen Qi rejected the young man's offer to accompany her and left alone.
Chen Yiming realized that at a street corner, Wen Qi had lost her mature appearance and returned to her original state. She exuded a youthful aura.
When she walked out of the street corner, it was impossible to tell that they were the same person. There were not even many similarities between their appearances. Her figure was even shorter and thinner.
Most importantly, her aura had weakened greatly, and he could sense that her cultivation level had fallen back to the inscription realm.
"Special bloodline?"
"Or are there two consciousnesses in her spiritual world?"