Yang Tian, Ting Ling, and all the gods and divine servants didn’t notice that the little azure dragon was staring at the divine stone on the high platform with shining eyes.
Dragons were born with a strong desire to possess beautiful stones and treasures. The little azure dragon really wanted to swallow this stone. However, reason told it that it was not the right time to take this stone.
Under Yang Tian’s cold question, the gods chose to remain silent.
A moment later, Yang Tian could not help but flare up again. A colorful ray of light shot down from the sky. Twelve beautiful women flapped their wings and slowly descended.
The air was suddenly filled with a strange fragrance.
When the twelve beautiful divine servants appeared on the high platform, a young man with an s-shaped purple mark on his forehead suddenly appeared on the high platform.
