ao, however, had completely comprehended it within just half a year.Then Jun Xiaoyao, beginning to disassemble this primordial world essence and melt it into his own inner universe.This does not mean...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.ed his eyes slightly.For some unknown reason, there was always a faint unease in his heart.It feels like something is off.However, no matter how much he thought about it, he couldn't figure out what k...