"Little Peng King?"
Seeing the person standing in front of him, a trace of gravity flashed in Chang Qing's eyes.
It had been nearly a year since they last met, and Little Peng King seemed to have undergone some strange transformation.
The fierce ancient aura surrounding him even oppressed Chang Qing.
"Sky Roc."
Xian Tian beside him raised an eyebrow in surprise, "Such a thin bloodline of the Sky Roc on this continent can actually achieve an ancestral return."
"This little one's talent and potential shouldn't be underestimated."
Chang Qing curiously asked, "Are Sky Rocs strong?"
"Naturally."
Xian Tian chuckled, eyeing the Little Peng King in front,
"The Sky Roc is a royal race among the Ten Thousand Races beyond the realm, an unparalleled being even the Dragon Tribe would fear."
"However, this race was exterminated by demons long ago, with even the Heavenly Dao of their own world collapsing."
