Spirits, even the Lord of the Apocalypse was stunned.That shrewd mind, usually so calculating, was now a blank.Damn it, even all the gods and Buddhas can't stop Jun Xiaoyao at this moment!This is trul...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.al smoke refined from ancient medicine.A wisp of smoke rose and swirled around her, enhancing the already stunning beauty of her face with a veil of ethereal charm.But most striking of all was her fig...