Somewhere in the mysterious world, in the vast farmland, there was a group of farmers working hard on the ground. They completely looked like mortals.
At this moment, an old farmer suddenly raised his head and frowned as he looked into the distance.
"Looks like someone in the family has provoked some trouble? This is... eh, nothing much!" The old farmer's voice was mixed with a heavy accent and his eyes were cloudy. He then sighed lastly.
No matter how one looked at it, he was just an ordinary farmer. But suddenly, the farmer seemed to be wiping his sweat as he waved his hand in front of him.
The curse that the Demon Monarch used instantly became chaotic in front of the old farmer and the unbreakable rules seemed to be broken.
The terrifying curse that could affect the bloodline vanished into thin air when the old farmer waved his hand.
Then, just like usual, the old farmer wiped his sweat and continued to work.