"This is..."
Zhou Dao furrowed his brows, seeing a huge palm print at the top of the cave, as if trying to break through the mountain.
The overbearing aura spread wantonly, like a malevolent dragon coiling around, the entire mountain range's atmosphere being drawn by this palm print.
The great threat is hidden, astonishing and inexplicable.
Even after thirty-three years, the aura of this palm print hasn't dissipated.
Zhou Dao and Black Cat felt an immense pressure as they approached.
"Who left this? There's such an extraordinary aura?" Zhou Dao whispered, unable to resist being moved.
Those who participate in the Primordial King Ceremony are bound to be the Heavenly Proud Children of this era.
Each Primordial King Ceremony gathers the most dazzling geniuses of that era.
However, the person who left this palm print seems even more extraordinary, with a domineering technique that seems mysterious and profound. Even after so many years, it only becomes more charming.