Xue Ying felt his heart swelling. He watched as that enormous sculpture emitting a foul and cold aura appear from underground: 'He said he is injured, but not dead yet? This Arcadia Flying Ship... No, I should call it the Primal Chaos Flying Ship instead! This Primal Chaos Flying Ship has parked in our cosmos for three epochs, yet its owner is heavily injured and alive? The cosmos epoch apocalypse reincarnation cycle did not pull him in at all?'
'Even Lake Heart Island master and Ancestor Devil are no longer around. They should have left our cosmos. But this person has stayed here until now.' Xue Ying felt huge waves rising in his heart.
Other Paragons and protectors were similarly astounded.
Such a conclusion had far exceeded their expectations.
