It was unclear how much time had passed by the time Hua Ying's emotions stabilized, but her surroundings were already crowded with numerous animals, including a white deer exuding a noble aura, almost as large as the Tiger King itself.
There were also grounded white cranes, with black tips on their tails and wing feathers, slender in stature with particularly captivating long legs—one even taller than half a person.
From the helicopter, the distance was too far to discern their actual sizes, but now, up close, they realized that all the animals here were damn big!
The rabbits were twice the size of the ordinary ones they usually saw.
The Moon God Flower at the tips of Hua Ying's fingers was whisked away by a gust of wind as she stood up, her dark green hair billowing in the breeze.
Surrounded by all kinds of beautiful animals, with the flower-petal-laden wind swirling around her, it would have been such a beautiful scene if not for the overwhelmingly sad atmosphere.
