Ge Qian, a complex man, with a gloomy life, melancholic existence, and a decadent state of mind, his voice at this moment was like an Ancient Times curse, reverberating through All Heavens, forming a continuum, shaking Ten Thousand Realms, piercing through past and present.
"Boom"
The Old Stone Man King resolutely moved forward in one direction, finally swinging the Wolf Fang Stone Club in his hand, with mist swirling and battle power overwhelming, nothing could stand in his way!
Ge Qian swept out a Divine Rule, his Self like a void ghost, lightly drifting backwards as if unaffected by any force, disappearing into the Heaven and Earth like smoke and fog.
The Wolf Fang Stone Club, capable of shattering great worlds, felt like it hit a pile of cotton, its force rendered ineffective, as if a powerful punch had missed its target.
