Yuan Enzhen was also very satisfied. Perhaps, the time for his eldest son to take over would be a little later, but that didn't matter! Now that he had already achieved the quasi-god realm, living another three or four decades shouldn't be a problem.

As soon as he thought of this, a smile couldn't help but spread across his face. 。 Long Bings heart flutter, the azure blue sword with a celestial frost." 。Wu Changkong fell silent, staring at the competition venue. His gaze was distant and profound, with countless memories flicker...