In the icy world of snow and ice, Qin Ming stood in black clothes, hands folded behind his back, looking at the man and woman whose whole body bones were creaking.
Although he did not speak, his gaze pierced into the hearts of people, examining them indifferently, as if to say, is this the so-called orthodox Chaos Force?
In this complex world, many times, having the matching strength prevails over a thousand words. Just with this scene, he looked down on the other side, it was enough!
The two were about to "kneel" before Qin Ming and "bow" to pay their respects.
Nobody had expected that upon meeting, there would be a conflict between those who practiced the Chaos Force.
Many people understood in their hearts that this was not a superficial dispute over orthodoxy.
The young man Xie Zhaohe let out a low roar, his outer garment exploded open revealing the shiny silver armor within, Heavenly Light surged, almost burning, illuminating the night sky.
