After a series of clicks, the television screen lit up.
However, there were no human silhouettes inside, just the endlessly flickering snowflake points.
"What's playing on this?" Tang asked as he leaned forward to inquire.
He only felt that the mysteries within those flickering points were endless, although watching for too long made his eyes sore.
Miemie pondered for a mont upon hearing this, then mimicked the old man's deanor, speaking with an air of maturity, "These are snowflake points, but not ordinary ones."
"These are the afterglow left in the world from the birth of all heavens."
"Wow!" Fuji, the tubby egg, exclaid with vague admiration.
Miemie saw the crowd dumbfounded by his words and spread his hands with satisfaction, "Impressive, huh? But don't ask what it ans because even I don't know."
After speaking, Miemie leaned against the television, crossed his arms, and looked at Zhang Ze, "Order up, do you want Miemie's elbow strike or Miemie's flying kick."
"The elbow strike," Zhang Ze said.
"Alrighty."
Miemie jumped up, spinning a full 365-degree loop in the air, with spiritual qi swirling around him, gradually forming a complex array.
With pinpoint accuracy, his elbow struck the top cover of the radio.
Miemie, "Now try it."
Zhang Ze tried to turn the knob, and whether it was Miemie's elbow strike that actually worked or just pure luck, it seed the old broken radio really got repaired.
This ti, not only sound appeared, but images did too.
A woman dressed in white was projected out.
It was the legendary fox race Demon Venerable, Sister Yu.
Her appearance was far less enchanting than Zhang Ze had imagined, looking more like a towering great white peach.
A white peach with nine tails.
Looking at Sister Yu's face, Zhang Ze seed to understand Bai Tao's odd lineage and the source of that clone-like strong bloodline in their family.
Truly amazing.
Sister Yu's voice beca clear, and the solution to the little white figures was no longer vague.
"Release the shadow of Qiangliang in East Mushroom Valley..."
Sister Yu's thod was quite detailed, yet sowhat by the book.
In summary, it involved using the shadow of Qiangliang as a sacrifice, conducting a complex ritual at certain locations, using the divine shadow stone obtained from refining Qiangliang's shadow to set up arrays to suppress the appearance of little white figures.
Finally, rebuild a new Northern Territory Great Wall.
This thod not only took an exorbitant amount of ti but also required the full effort of the demon race. Additionally, there was another difficulty.
That was the issue with the shadow of Qiangliang.
After Sister Yu's image faded away and the room returned to silence, Zhang Ze took out his super-evolved Great White Core.
"Well, although it's hard to explain, sohow the shadow of Qiangliang seems to have rged with my Golden Core."
Zhang Ze said sowhat hesitantly.
Due to this unexpected situation, things have beco quite troubleso at the mont.
To execute Sister Yu's plan, Zhang Ze would need to offer up his evolved Great White Core.
But this Great White Core was unlike other Golden Cores, it was connected to Zhang Ze's life, and following Sister Yu's thod would be akin to pulverizing Zhang Ze and throwing him into a stew.
The entire plan shifted from sacrificing Qiangliang to cooking Zhang Ze into soup.
Zhang Ze felt very conflicted; he considered himself a good person, but the premise of being a good person was being alive.
Since he was human, naturally, he wouldn't want to die.
And sacrificing oneself for a cause should have so sort of ambiance, not just being dictated by others.
If, at this mont, a giant star were colliding with Earth requiring Zhang Ze to sacrifice himself to block it, he might just impulsively rush ahead when seeing the increasingly larger star and thinking about those close to him.
But in this situation...
Zhang Ze turned to look at Fuji, who was nestled in front of the television, laughing foolishly at the snowflake points and feeling the afterglow of the birth of all heavens, not invoking any urge to die.
Zhang Ze, "Well..."
Before Zhang Ze could speak, Li shook his head and said, "I disagree; regardless of what you all think, I certainly don't agree."
Tang also said, "Why rush? The old don't die, why should the young die? The production at Thousand chanism Pavilion is picking up recently. It's not a problem for the Northern Territory Great Wall to hold on for another year, solutions can be thought of slowly."
"I would say," Miemie cautiously nudged Fuji, who was obsessed with the snowflake points, "try this Fuji Immortal's thod; I do find her thod of eating from west to east sowhat reliable."
"Why not give it a try?"
...
Dragon Beard Pass.
As dusk approached, sunlight spread from the west, casting a surreal orange hue on the ruins of the Northern Territory Great Wall.
In the shadows beneath the ruins, the air twisted, and one by one, little white figures crawled out.
This was Zhang Ze's first ti seeing the little white figures.
There wasn't much to say other than marveling at just how white they were.
Zhang Ze casually picked one, reached out to grab it, inspecting it like livestock, squeezing here and poking there, checking the little white figure thoroughly.
"Senior Brother, you're okay?" Junior Sister asked Zhang Ze curiously.
The pollution by these things was significant; even Junior Sister would avoid contact if possible, and hardly anyone would handle them like Zhang Ze.
Zhang Ze shook his head, "I don't feel anything, probably because I have the shadow of Qiangliang inside ; these things don't affect ."
Junior Sister sighed, sowhat envious, and then casually swung her sword, clearing the remaining little white figures.
Fuji was still preparing; to ensure the experint runs smoothly, she not only gathered various little white figures from different breaches along the Great Wall but also took ti to summon various versions of herself.
Tubby Fuji, Maid Fuji, Kid Fuji, Intelligent Fuji, the Advancing Fuji, and so on.
She said that this was a control experint and definitely not just for eating more.
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