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.angliu bowed slightly to Jun Xiaoyao."What, more requirements"Upon hearing Ren Jiangliu's words, everyone was astonished.It is an honor for others to join the Jun Di Court.Ren Jiangliu actually dares...