When the space twisted for a while.
Zhao Beidou's body transformed into rolling black mist, slowly converging into form.
Xie Yushen's lips couldn't help but curl into a smile.
He looked towards Zhao Beidou.
"Grandmaster Zhao... See, I didn't lie to you?"
"Welcome, to the Underworld."
...
...
Rumble——!!!
On the Grand Canal.
The waves rolled and surged, white water foam collided together, exploding with a bang!
The next moment, the burly silhouette sitting in the middle of the river, rising and falling with the waves, suddenly opened his eyes.
Two sharp dragon horns pierced through the void like a Divine Spear.
"Something's wrong!"
"Zhao Beidou's aura has disappeared for quite some time..."
Old Dragon God's eyes suddenly opened, his vertical pupils slightly contracted, emitting a fierce gaze.
Bang——!
