All cultivators within the Little World looked toward the black crack suspended in the sky, everyone extremely tense as if facing a formidable enemy.
This was a hidden place in the deepest part of the Star Sea Congregations, and Heaven's Unpredictability had fought his way here, proving that many cultivators of the Star Sea Congregations had died by his hand.
A figure flew out from that black crack—it was Heaven's Unpredictability!
Heaven's Unpredictability was bare-chested, with long, disheveled hair and a large python wrapped around his waist. The python, covered with black scales, looped over his back, popping its head over his left shoulder, constantly flicking its tongue.
His upper body showcased strange black patterns, as if they were some sort of design, making his entire appearance even more terrifying.
He looked around from afar, his gaze locking onto An Hao.
An Hao couldn't help but frown.
Heaven's Unpredictability smiled crookedly, his expression wildly arrogant.
