he Zhan Mo Hall.In the midst of this chaos, a young man clad in black armor, accompanied by a blind woman and several other War Demon Hall experts, darted towards the back mountains of the War Demon H...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.tal Scripture.Then, wouldn't the High Priest refuse to bestow upon him the power of the blood sacrificeThis is something Wang Yan would absolutely not accept.He has been so low-key for so long, just t...