"Motherf * cker! Just a Dao breaker? Damn heavens, you're playing with me!"
When Tang Hao landed on the square, he heard a series of curses coming from the Azure Emperor platform.
A disciple of the primordial chaos Daoist sect stood on the stage and cursed at the sky.
He held a pitch-black pot in his hand. Not only did it look crude and ugly, but its aura was also very weak. It was probably only a middle-grade Dao artifact.
To geniuses like them, middle-grade Dao weapons were just trash. They were completely useless.
"Hahaha! What kind of luck did this guy have! Why is your face so black!"
"Hey! Brother, you're too miserable! Hahaha!"
The square burst into laughter.
Everyone had a gloating expression on their faces. Even the camp of the giant primordial beast opposite them burst into laughter.
Tang Hao could not help but laugh when he saw the pot. He felt sorry for the man.
