In the pitch-black universe.
A wild energy swept through heaven and earth.
Hell's Gate, with its towering posture, stood unyielding in this storm.
Behind Hell's Gate.
"Wang Hao, this Supreme Rabbit has missed you so much!"
Little White, beaming with joy, jumped onto Wang Hao's shoulder, extended its little short hands to grasp Wang Hao's face, and lovingly rubbed its fluffy face against it.
"Little guy, you've had quite a successful year!" Wang Hao said with a smile, rubbing Little White's rabbit head.
As soon as he finished, the onlookers gasped in unison. This Wang Xiaobai turned out to be Wang Hao, who had actually escaped from under the very eye of the Cosmic Consciousness—how impressive was that!?
Zhao Yiling puffed her cheeks, her little fists slightly clenched, clearly still remembering Wang Hao's earlier teasing of the acting Heavenly Dao.
The little fox was gleaming with joy, having cleanly forgotten her bold declarations about disciplining Wang Hao moments ago.
