In his tenth year as the lowest-ranking errand boy in the cultivation world, Chen Xing discovers a bug in reality.
Last night, the ancestor of a major sect shattered the void before countless onlookers.
Amid the heavenly music, only Chen Xing saw it:
A gray-white tentacle covered in suckers slowly withdrawing into the ascension passage.
The crack left in the sky looked just like a mouth savoring a delicious meal.
