ks he can reap what others sow.Unbeknownst to him, he himself was a life being harvested.If Jun Xiaoyao were not around, Emperor Haotien might really be able to live a smooth and comfortable life.But...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.he blessing of blood sacrifice, things are much better.significantly alleviated the consumption of the celestial spirit body.To be blunt.If the deity's true form continuously uses the power of blood s...