It could recall not long ago when it warned Xiao Ming that the Shadow Phoenix bore an energy of misfortune, which it even inevitably passed on to its inheritors.
Xiao Ming was nonchalant about it, feeling very self-centered and excessively self-indulgent; he eagerly chose to accept its inheritance.
Now... fate led them to an absurd mysterious place with no idea of what it was or where they were.
The cultivator labelled Mate 451 held the guard's direct, intense, unwavering gaze upon himself.
He was likewise a metahuman; however, his appearance took exactly the form of a fully donned, naturally armored man. The armor covering his body was composed of black feathers and metal element fragments, giving him a dark lustre.
Xiao Ming could clearly glimpse a fleeting vision of the cultivator once in his former radiant glory; yet in his current state, he resembled a fading shadow.
