Thunder God!
Realizing the identity of the person ambushing him, Xiao Mu's figure suddenly wilted, turning to ash and falling to the ground the next moment.
A flash of white light in the void locked onto the opponent's position, and Xiao Mu, using the Power of Creation, enveloped himself to transfer through space, appearing in the next second at the location of the ambush.
It was a lush forest with ancient trees rising from the ground, their mushroom-like canopies spreading open, the thick black-green leaves obscuring the sky.
This place was undoubtedly the world outside Twilight Forest Village, and Xiao Mu had already discerned the true face of the attacker.
It was a man in his thirties, dressed in clothes woven from hemp leaves, of ordinary build, with a face as wide and flat as a pumpkin, body interlaced with Thunder, exuding the aura of Divine Spirits.
"Xiao Mu, it's you!"
The man recognized Xiao Mu at a glance, and while his gaze was profound, his complexion also changed.
