demise."Fu Bo's attitude eased Jun Xiaoyao's troubled expression slightly, and then he explained in a few simple words."I never would have thought it would be like this," Uncle Fu said, his eyes fille...The pitch-black space rift was silently dissolving.

The water churned by the quake transformed into mist, a swirling cloud.

That day, the young master of the dragon clan, looked like he had some potential.

But in Jun Xiaoyao's eyes, it was nothing but a show, a gilded facade.ao's unconventional tactics are the ultimate trump cards many people dream of possessing."Humph!"The Tenth Prince of Jinwu saw this and let out a cold snort, his methods changing again.The brilliant s...