thful figure, breaking through the void, descends like a deity.At the sound, all the dragonborn geniuses present instinctively raised their heads.Then…Then he saw it, a figure shrouded in brilliance,...But Mo Xiaoyu, seemed to have an intuition, she didn't step back.

Looking at the figure before me, clad in white robes and with white hair, wearing a mask.

For some reason, she just felt that he wouldn't hurt her.

"What is your name"

A pleasant male voice came, making it sound like he wouldn't be a bad person.

“I… I’m Mo Xiaoyu.”

"is a non-staff member of Emperor Court."aybe he really could be the second Emperor Huang, no…""At his peak, he was no weaker than the Desolate Emperor," the Master of the Apocalypse muttered to himself.At these words, many creatures' faces...