บท 966: Intimate Moses, Warm Little Yi (1)

At that moment, the sounds of the collapse grew louder, and the people from all directions who could sense that the world was no longer stable felt a sense of helplessness and despair.

Even if their cultivation was not bad, even if they could be considered as people who could call the wind and summon the rain among the various factions, so what? They were still like ants, unable to control their own fate.

"It's over ..."

This was what everyone was thinking. It wasn't that they didn't want to help Rong Mo, but they couldn't even understand what he meant, so how could they help him? It wasn't that they didn't want to stop the collapse, but they had tried, and they couldn't stop it at all.

Despair.

It was really hopeless.

"Ah!"

While everyone was in despair and unable to extricate themselves, little Rong Yi's tender voice sounded without any sense of danger.