"What, Mr. Hong?"
——The Emperor Weapon of the Holy Ancestor in the past, does no longer belong to the Imperial Court?!
In that instant, An Jing, traveling swiftly through the return flow of the Great Void, heard the sound of Hongjiang Cauldron, steady as a sea lake, and then a vast gentle power accelerated their pace further: [We are not ones who leave no path for posterity, go on].
[An interesting little fellow, worthy of a note].
Lingxiao of the Ten Directions Divine Skill Sect, Hui Xing squinted, watching this scene, he had six arms and three faces, not opposing other Heavenly Venerates, merely protecting Hui Tianyu and the juniors of the allied sect: [I am just here to record history, don't mind me, I am recording].
Though He did not do much, these words themselves are a stand——Would each Heavenly Venerate still deliberately interfere with the actions of many juniors under the watchful eyes of other Heavenly Venerates?
