บท 146: It wasn't a coincidence

The storm sands became denser and more penetrating with each passing second. At a short distance, the reflection observed the whale, completely red and focused, plotting something mysterious.

Amidst the tumultuous environment, his heightened instincts, copied from the original, surfaced. In response, the reflection seemed to engulf itself in black flame, displaying three dark wings on its back, indicating its decision to act. However, even before taking a step forward, it distinctly sensed the dissipation of the QI emanated by the whale.

At that moment, all the sand under its control infiltrated deeply into the rounded and robust body. Soon, the whale began to spit a lot of blood, and its condition became extremely serious. A strange sensation sprouted in the rudimentary mind of the reflection, but the perception that something was unfolding prevailed, and it then advanced with a dark determination.