"Choosing to be reborn in the body of a Thunder Dragon from the Ancient Demon Clan, that one seems to have little confidence in themselves," Pang Lin said with a cold smile. "No matter how strong you were, even as the 'First Thunder God,' you might not be able to withstand my time seal."
Glancing at the Black Crystal Magic Sphere in his hand, Ling Xuan's squinted eyes revealed some impatience.
The action to eradicate the Human True Gods in the "Mysterious Fog Sea" had become rather dull to Him at this point.
"Chi!"
Suddenly, all the spatial rifts that had burst open began to heal abnormally one by one.
Ziwu got a big scare and, with a burst of energy, dashed out of a crack just in time, screaming in panic, "Who? Who's stirring the ripples of the void, making an enemy of my Void Clan?"
"It's me."
Pang Lin's voice drifted out.
The voice was sweet, like a girl next door talking with a playful smile.
