Three years passed by in the blink of an eye.
Three years ago, the night race's Holy Son had been killed and the primogenitor's armor had been taken away.
But now, not many people mentioned this matter.
As for Tang Hao, not many people mentioned him anymore.
"He won't appear again. He will only dare to come out after a few decades or even a hundred years when he has caught up with the night patriarch's cultivation!"
Everyone in the world had such an idea.
Even the people of the hundred clan Alliance gradually gave up on their search. In the past, they could be seen from time to time in the sky above the eight desolates, but now, they could not even see a single person from the hundred clan Alliance.
On the other hand, the night race had not given up and were searching with all their might.
The great void heaven was the same as the night race.
"Still no news?"
