"There is indeed a problem in one dimension that I cannot control. It hasn't caused much impact yet, but I'm not sure what will happen next. After all, I can't interfere now."

When it came to business, Si Miao became serious and said this with a frown.

Feng Yang was also a little surprised.

He raised his hand and pushed back the small phoenix egg that had half of its body sticking out of his arms. He raised his eyebrows and asked, "Are there changes that you can't control?"

Si Miao nodded. "I suspect it might be related to the power in the Samsara Realm. It hasn't affected other planes yet, but after all, we can't do anything with that power right now. So if it affects other planes, we'll probably be helpless."

It is still unclear how this disaster can be resolved.

Feng Yang frowned, "That's indeed a bit troublesome. Let's go to the Samsara Mirror and take a look at the situation."

The Samsara Mirror is the central location of the Samsara Realm. There is a huge mirror there that can reflect the conditions of each plane.

Generally, if there is something that is not clear, I will come here to check.

However, this is the place of balance and center of the reincarnation realm. If people are allowed to enter and exit freely, and if any damage is caused here, the entire reincarnation realm will be in trouble.

Therefore, only Feng Yang, the God of the Divine Beast Clan, and Si Miao, the Emperor of the Human Clan, who hold equal rights, can open this place together.

Chu Ci was still young and didn't quite understand what was going on.

But he was also sensitive enough to feel that the atmosphere was not right, so he leaned half of his body out and didn't make any trouble, watching Feng Yang and Si Miao talk.

When the two of them rushed towards the Samsara Mirror, Feng Yang felt that he was a little too content in his arms.

Looking down, he saw that the child's golden-white eggshell was only half exposed from his arms. It looked like the half-exposed little head was quietly observing the expressions of the two people.

He's still a little baby who knows how to read people's faces.

Feng Yang was a little amused and helpless.

He raised his hand to touch Chu Ci's eggshell, and felt Chu Ci rubbing his fingertips softly and intimately.

Si Miao, who was always cold and expressionless and spoke very little, now had a look of gentleness and doting in his eyes. She was playing some childish games with the little phoenix egg in his arms and even giving her her spiritual power.

Isn't he afraid of stuffing too much into it, gaining too much strength too early, and having his body fixed in its most mature state, preventing him from growing up?

Or... Si Miao narrowed his eyes strangely and looked up and down at Feng Yang.

Could this be a lolita complex?

It was just that Feng Yang was happily feeding the little phoenix egg, and it was eating happily, rolling around in the other's arms.

From time to time, one or two clusters of golden-white flames would burst out from the surroundings.

Seeing that well-behaved look, Si Miao felt a little itchy and wanted to poke the little phoenix egg to have a look.

I don’t know about the others, but Feng Yang’s reaction will definitely be interesting.

Just as he was thinking this, he saw Feng Yang looking up. He was still playing with Chu Ci in his hands, but he glanced at Si Miao nonchalantly.

Si Miao: ...Why are you so sensitive?

Si Miao was silent for a moment, feeling that it was not appropriate to disturb this atmosphere.

And... a little sour.

Okay, the other party probably knows what's going on.

Also, why does he care what he does?

So he turned his head and pretended not to see it.