The Crown Prince's face was cold as he waved his hand, ""I'm not uncomfortable."
This summoning ability was much weaker than the one that the two ghost emperors had sacrificed dozens of lives to.
Seeing the feather God acting like a clown, the Crown Prince yawned in boredom.
The first Prince's expression froze.
Imperial brother's face is so pale. Can't you take it?? " The Crown Prince asked in return, and the sage King was shocked.
"It's hot at noon, so it's just a little stuffy," he hurriedly waved his hand.
He then looked at the feather God with a worried look.
Before long, the incense on the altar was about to burn out. The feather God slowly opened his eyes, looking serious.
Your Majesty, I'm afraid that the evil god is too powerful and the feather God is having a hard time. "Could this really be a disaster for the great Zhou?" the great prince sighed.
The Emperor frowned.
