What kind of imagery did he dare to say that he would surpass the people of Mei Siren and the Bazhun'an?
Xu Xiaoshou stood high above the dark world with his sword in hand. He already had an answer in his mind.
"Come out..."
He continued to visualize.
In the endless black chaos, the winds and clouds suddenly changed and the entire spiritual world seemed to be on the verge of collapse.
Just as the unknown terror was about to arrive, a bright moon rose up from the chaos, followed by an ancient building.
The building was black and inlaid with black beads. It was grand, ancient, and majestic. There were a total of ninety-nine floors. Layer by layer, it pushed the aura to the highest point and pierced into the moonlight.
It was taller than chaos, higher than the world, and even suppressed Xu Xiaoshou, who was the master of the spiritual world!
There was no reason.
