An oppressive anger filled his indifferent voice, as a vast deep red aura of misfortune descended, transforming into countless tentacles like the beasts of the Deep Ocean, causing all light and dark elements to suddenly self-destruct and return to calm.
Boom!
Thousands of deep red currents gathered, re-forming the figure of Crossing Disaster Grand Jupiter as a young man with red hair, though his hair had significantly thinned compared to before.
"Pfft!"
This appearance made Gary Smith unable to suppress his laughter. Looking at Crossing Disaster Grand Jupiter with an indifferent gaze, he waved his hand and said, "Ex-brother-in-law, that hairstyle is quite trendy. You've entered the elderly stage ahead of time."
Crossing Disaster Grand Jupiter, watching Gary laugh uncontrollably, said indifferently, "Fools mock destiny, wise men submit to it."
