At the summit of Golden Light Peak.
The cold wind is harsh, and snowflakes flurry and scatter!
Young Prince Ji Haihui stands on the stone paved summit of Daping, hands behind his back. His purple eyes, refracting the light, shine brilliantly, like the profound depths in the eyes of a Jiao Long lurking in a deep pool.
The plain sound of his voice lingers above Daping, echoing incessantly.
It seems as if the grandeur of his presence stirs the falling snow into disarray.
In front of the Divine Palace, many children listen to Young Prince Ji Haihui's forceful shout of Xi Xi's name, and each of them undergoes a change.
Gong Yuanliang and Gongyang Xiu clench their fists, their eyes nearly spouting real flames of rage.
How excessive, does he think he can do whatever he wants just because he's the Young Prince?
Even if you suppress your cultivation to Blood Exchange Level Five, the realm doesn't change!
