But just a little, after all, they are the ones who are afraid.
The Cyan Cloud Sect never said it would destroy you.
"All the old worlds are like this, forced to struggle for survival because of the Cyan Cloud Sect..."
"How many?"
"As far as I know, about six old worlds have been destroyed because of this."
Not bad, that's impressive.
Just lying at home and heads are already flowing from the long river of time into Beihai.
This is the so-called Saint Imagery, like the Old Man of the Stream.
"Survival of the fittest, the Great Ring Realm had no means to resist the Disaster Beasts, so its disappearance is quite normal."
Amidst the crackling sounds all the way, the distant space turbulence swept in like a storm.
Jiang Si casually smashed open an independent space entrance and led Bai Hu into a safe independent space to wait for the turbulence to pass.
"Actually, there is a way."
