บท 770: Death of Divinity

Cold Jade Forest.

On top of a really high branch.

Two unconscious birds fell down from the sky and got caught by the thick layer of leaves.

Gu Qing Shan was one of them.

He was lying below the wing of the other bird, being pushed down really hard.

Gu Qing Shan slightly turned to throw its wing off his body.

The other bird opened its eyes in confusion and turned to look at Gu Qing Shan.

Gu Qing Shan glared at it.

The bird fell unconscious even deeper.

Solving that little trouble, Gu Qing Shan also closed his bird eyes, laid still on the tree branch, and pretended to faint.

Time slowly passed without a sound.

It was slowly getting closer to noon.

Intense trembling that shook the entire forest came not too far away.

That was the other side of the border, the Desolate world's Barren Western Plains.