"'What does the Ancient Wilderness Seven Killers matter, this world has always belonged to me, Haotian Wuxiang,'"
said the man in black, holding the White Jade Flute with a slight smile.
It was as if his eyes contained the whole universe, immeasurably profound.
Haotian Wuxiang!
This name was very famous in the Ancient Wilderness, often appearing in ancient texts, belonging to the powers of Ancient Times, a mythological figure.
Haotian Wuxiang twisted his neck and grabbed the White Jade Flute backward, leaping upwards and walking forward atop the sea of clouds.
"This life with the Celestial Authority Demon Star and the reincarnation of Immortal Gods might not be too boring."
His voice faded into the distance, echoing over the sea of clouds for a long time.
It was like the prologue to a new era of myth had begun.
...
On this day, Su Yie had already arrived at the edge of the Eastern Polar Seas, and he should be able to return to the Myriad Demon Court today.