t the end of the Xuanhuang Ancient Road.Suddenly, a surging aura flowed through the air. The power of law seemed to transform into waves, surging from the end of the ancient road.Vaguely, among the va...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.red runes shimmered, and a surging holy aura flowed.You know, let alone a congenital saint body and Dao fetus.Even the ancient sacred body from before was supremely righteous and yang, able to suppres...