Xia Chan watched Luo Xiu's retreating back, her beautiful eyes trembling as she found the sight unbelievable.
The terrifying aura of primordial desolation made her feel insignificant.
When did this guy comprehend Divine Skills? Could it have been in the Tomb of Civilization?
As Xia Chan was lost in thought, a spatial portal quietly materialized in the Void before Luo Xiu. He suddenly spun around, grabbed Xia Chan, and tossed her directly into it.
"Wait inside for a while."
Afterward, Luo Xiu looked up at Wu Chaozu, who stood proudly on his sword in the Void. He took a slow step forward, and a staircase of magma instantly solidified beneath his feet. He walked upon the Yellow Springs, ascending step by step into the sky until he was level with Wu Chaozu.
At this moment, Wu Chaozu's expression was grave, and he didn't dare to be careless. The terrifying aura of primordial desolation made him unwilling to underestimate the young man before him.
