Two figures passed through the blue fog and layers of confusion. They stood on the boundless sea like immortals.
One of them was wearing a gray robe, had a big belly, and was barefooted. However, his feet were as big as a basin. A wine gourd hung from his waist.
The other person had a delicate and pretty appearance, similar to Di Wu Zheng's beauty.
However, he gave off the feeling that he was hiding a knife in his show.
It was dangerous! Like a poisonous snake!
In his hand, he held a flower of ten colors and placed it on his nose, intoxicated.
"I've returned to the familiar Tian Yuan Continent. However, these ants probably don't remember my domineering name anymore!"
"Don't you think so, Yin Jiufeng?"
The Barefoot Emperor looked at Yin Jiufeng. When he saw a gust of wind blowing past, he subconsciously moved further away.
Yin Jiufeng was a famous Poison Emperor. That ten-colored petal was extremely dangerous.
