"Brother…"
Little Ziyue gazed at Mo Wangchen with a somewhat vacant look.
After softly calling out, suddenly, her body trembled.
"Buzz!"
In an instant, a bunch of Immortal Light enveloped her under the astonished eyes of everyone present.
At this moment, Little Ziyue's appearance also changed.
Her body gradually grew bigger, from a ten-year-old girl, she eventually became a young woman in her early twenties.
This was the grown-up Ji Ziyue, who seemed to awaken from a deep dream, confusion flickering in her eyes at first before she became resolved.
"Father…"
In front of everyone, Ji Ziyue knelt before the Divine King, her eyes seemingly carrying endless vicissitudes and filled with excitement.
This excitement was like meeting a long-lost relative.
Indeed, in the ancient era, surrounded and slain by the All Kings, she and Ji Changkong had perished; truly speaking, these eons had already spanned countless millennia.
