章 768: The Disciple of the Crown Prince, Bai Xiaozhuo (1)

At this moment, the entire city was in turmoil, with winds howling and thunderous roars echoing from all directions.

The four-clawed golden dragon's eyes gleamed with golden light. After looking at the Deputy Governor, it looked at the expressionless Seventh Prince.

The golden dragon fell silent, and a hint of sorrow could be seen in its eyes as it disappeared into the clouds. Only a resounding dragon's roar echoed throughout the land, shattering the clouds, as if trying to bring brightness to the world and allow the sunlight to pour down.

Unfortunately, even though it was noon, the waves from the city still distorted the sky, causing the sky to be dim. This also caused the statue of the Ancient Sovereign Mystic Nether to become dim, as though it was covered by dust.

Its hands were lifted as though it was embracing the tens of millions of terrified mortals in the city.