Jian Xin was slightly shocked, pretending not to notice, and his consciousness enveloped the entire manor.
It was like a massive gust of wind sweeping through the mountains, causing the trees, flowers, tiles on the rooftops, all to sway and tilt.
"Not here, huh?"
"This aura, how could it be her?" Jian Xin muttered in a low voice.
"This time, Red Sun is in trouble."
He sighed, "She has actually become a new Ancestral Dragon."
Silently, he was about to leave in a hurry, understanding the gravity of the matter and its deep entanglements.
Unintentionally, he glanced over the many useless items in the manor, finally landing on the weapons in the warehouse and the muddy artifacts, frowning slightly.
"This manor, such a place of sinister outsiders?"
"Forget it, since I'm here, I'll conveniently wipe out this place."
He raised his palm, rapidly enlarged it, covering the heavens and blocking the sun, smoothing out the entire range of mountains.
