Layers of space were opened, and Li Qianxia stood on an OKIS, recalling how she had transformed into an owl in Prague and flown amidst the great flames controlled by her elder brother.
Since they were children, Li Changzhou had always protected her like this, paving the way for her.
If she had been born 13 minutes earlier, and had grown up as the elder sister, what would it be like now?
With Li Changzhou by her side, she felt slightly distracted, even on the battlefield.
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A frozen world, forests of ice pillars.
Within many of these ice pillars, warriors of flesh, cannons of flesh, beasts of flesh, and others were frozen like crimson ice sculptures.
In the center of the ice pillars, Yang Qinglan sat cross-legged, flipping through a booklet of information on flesh organisms.
The Emerald Bee Sword kept transforming, mostly into items like clocks and Rubik's cubes, items that interact with abstract concepts like time and space.
