Alongside Mr. Bai's muttering to himself.
The Clan Leader of the Little Golden Crow Clan, after a brief pause in midair, dove straight down into the mist-enshrouded ravine.
"Strange, where did Wu Mingyuan's old scraggly body's True Sun Fire go?"
The Frost Snow Wolf, standing on four clumps of frosty air in midair, continued to mutter "quietly" in his thunderous voice.
Meanwhile, on the stone platform by the cliffside.
Little White opened her small mouth, her face also full of shock as she looked towards her father.
She remembered that a few months ago, although her father was strong enough to overpower the Fire Crow Tribe's Clan Leader, it was only by a slim margin.
But now, in such a short time.
Her father's strength had improved so much?!
During these months in the Nine Provinces, she had been eating the "abundant in Spiritual Energy" meals specially supplied by Little Yu every day, but she had only improved by a few small realms.
