Ah da da da da—!!
It's dark, yet visible, clearly no air flowing but you can breathe, can't feel the passage of time... this is a dimensional rift.
In a place filled with terrain resembling floating shattered islands, a nimble figure is swiftly moving atop one of these floating islands.
He has a unique name: Fish Ball Qiang.
The sound "ah da da da" clearly emanates from Fish Ball Qiang's mouth.
He's wielding nunchucks made from two bones of roughly the same length, wearing a white tank top, big shorts, and... flip-flops.
Behind Fish Ball Qiang are hundreds of bodies of Void Primordial Demons of varying sizes—of course, they are only Void Primordial Demons, without more advanced types. Even if there were, Fish Ball Qiang could only flee in his flip-flops.
"Can you stop making that weird noise?" Not far away, a youth who looked lazy and casual scratched himself and yawned while asking.
This is passion, you know nothing!
