Li Qing silently watched these people, looking so full of fighting spirit, feeling that they had truly become inflated.
If it were Li Qing, he could go fishing again, spend tens of thousands of years in daily cultivation, and not feel bored.
Even the Great Emperor of the Celestial Realm and the Queen Mother of the West beside him looked very pleased, wanting to see what their future selves would be like, wanting to reap the benefits of their future selves for free.
To experience that sudden "whoosh" moment of instant strength must be more comfortable than any thrill.
But Li Qing still had to voice the questioning from his soul: "Traveling to the future is essentially emptying this cosmic fish pond, slowly draining it, and catching the black hand behind it."
"But have you thought about the fact that, five thousand years in the future, there would be another black hand."
