“What... What’s going on? What’s the relationship between Ming Xuanzhi of the Dark Sky clan and the Dragon Palace?”
“Hiss, what’s going on? Benefactor? The Dragon Palace is Senior Ming Xuanzhi’s benefactor?”
“Now, there’s a good show to watch.”
When everyone saw the old man of the Dark Sky Clan, Ming Xuanzhi, the legendary figure in the starry sky, flying directly toward the people of the Dragon Palace and calling them benefactors, they were all stunned.
What was the relationship between Ming Xuanzhi from the Nethersky clan and the Dragon Palace?
Benefactor?
“Paint the Earth as a prison? HMPH!”
Ming xuanzhi ignored the exclamations and discussions around him. He looked at the red light beneath Wang Xian and the rest with a sinister look in his eyes.
He stomped lightly on the ground with his right foot, and the entire red light collapsed and disappeared bit by bit.
