"Phew..."
As Qin Feng stepped out of the tributary of the Time Water and onto the shore, a sense of joy at having survived a disaster involuntarily welled up in his heart.
Once he let out a sigh of relief, he realized his entire body felt somewhat weak, his limbs exhausted, and the original thick immortal power within him had become thin.
The Spring and Autumn Cicada perched on his shoulder was feeling the same.
This little guy transformed into a small spiritual cicada, measuring only about an inch long, with wings like jade, a golden body, and sharp, delicate six legs gripping tightly onto his magic robe. Otherwise, it worried it might fall off its master's shoulder due to exhaustion.
Falling to the ground wouldn't be too bad, but Qin Feng had just reached the shore, too close to the Time Water. If it fell back into the Time Water, it would be quite unfortunate.
