nt, the aura of a saint erupted from the void once more, with a cold snort that echoed."It's you who are out of line!"Dong Xuan's ancestor and his attendants appeared, blocking the Heavenly Demon King...The pitch-black space rift was silently dissolving.

The water churned by the quake transformed into mist, a swirling cloud.

That day, the young master of the dragon clan, looked like he had some potential.

But in Jun Xiaoyao's eyes, it was nothing but a show, a gilded facade. standing alone, would be a formidable force.It can be said that even without Emperor Xuanyuan.These five individuals, relying on their own abilities, could also become renowned throughout the world a...