Once these things were spread, he would become a thorn in the eyes of the ten thousand clans, and even some humans.
Today, he had escaped this cage, but who knew whether the Great Ming mansion would be the next cage?
Shackles and fetters were always with me.
Ever since the day he discovered the atlas, Su Yu should have understood that he was destined to not escape this disaster. Perhaps it was the calamity of the heavens.
He analyzed the cultivation techniques of the myriad clans and absorbed the blood essence of the myriad clans.
This picture book... was the foundation of this calamity.
His heart was enlightened, and his emotions were mixed. That “Calamity”word divine text was born from his heart.
In this lifetime, I might be accompanied by calamity.
