en Ancestors, etc., all had solemn expressions, their eyes filled with a mixture of coldness and anger."Go to hell, you old thief! Do you really think the Jun family wouldn't dare to take action" The...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.mmortal king.But, Jun Xiaoyao did not pin his hopes on the Mother of the Otherworldly Flowers.Coming is a matter of affection, not coming is a matter of duty.And on the other side, in the void, endles...