Hanging upside-down through the golden spatial zipper right in the ceiling of the five-mile underground core chamber, nine-year-old Jiang Tuntun blinked her large, bright eyes. Meanwhile, Her twin hair-buns bobbed in the sub-zero gale.
Looking straight down at the spinning, city-sized black sphere of the 99%-charged [Rank 8 Peak Star-Extinguishing Absolute-Zero Detonation Core], Tuntun didn’t scream, flinch, or cover her eyes.
Instead, her rosy cheeks lit up with genuine nine-year-old delight as she kicked her short legs in the air and clapped her hands:
“Ooh!! Look, Big Brother Nian! It’s a giant crunchy black-licorice peppermint drop!!”
Down on the blood-stained obsidian altar, Supreme Warden Tianfa’s maniacal laughter choked dead in his throat like a rooster grabbed by the neck!
His bloodshot eyes bulged so hard that the purple veins around his temples looked ready to burst. Meanwhile, He stared up at the upside-down nine-year-old girl wearing an orange sweater and an apple-patterned canvas bib.
“W-What... what did you just call the sacred Rank 8 Peak Star-Extinguishing Core of the Heavenly Script Pavilion?!” Tianfa sputtered, his finger freezing a hair’s breadth above the final trigger.
“Little brat, that sphere contains fifty trillion tons of compressed absolute-zero annihilation frost! Get away from it or—!”
