It exploded!
It exploded!
It damn well just exploded without a word!
Without a shred of hesitation or any precaution, like a balloon, it just blew up.
No need to ask, no need to say more. Just by observing the Sun in the distance—evenly bright, constantly radiating its light and heat upon the ground—one could sense the danger and energy condensed within. For now, however, a protective membrane shielded it, keeping its devastation from the world.
Thus, the moment Wang Zhan yelled, all hearts clenched in fear, their souls unconsciously throbbing, brows involuntarily furrowed.
"Run! Run! Run!"
Time waits for no one, and Wang Zhan had no time to waste. He didn't even bother to chat or reconnect deeply with that woman, Yuan Mengru. Instead, he swept her into his arms—his clone, that is. Then, he swiftly departed the scene, like a bird gliding freely.
