“Clang!”

The wheel slammed into the cow’s hoof and faltered.

As Lun Zhuan hastily retrieved his wheel, he stared at the newcomer in shock. “Old Ancestor Azure Cow!”

Old Ancestor Azure Cow?!

The ancestor-level figures stared at each other in shock as they racked their brains to search for the azure cow’s origins.

The Sovereigns, Chiyou, Chu Han, and the others stared at the azure cow in shock. Even old freaks like Shi Ming and the King of Shadows revealed a look of shock.

The azure cow turned to Huang Xiaolong and chuckled, “Little Xiaolong, are you alright? I wasn’t too late, right?”

The cow who had just arrived was precisely the little cow.

Huang Xiaolong couldn’t be bothered to play along, and he snapped, “If you had come a little later, I would be dead…”

The little cow giggled, “You’re still...