How could this be!
The myriad streams of Flowing Light dissipated, leaving everyone standing still in shock.
Am I blind?
Am I deaf?
Those were the ancestral figures from the seven families of the divine realm!
This weeping demeanor, how is it any different from that of a mortal?
"This, this, I must be seeing things…" Luo Shentong's mouth twitched.
He felt that he was not the one going mad.
Zheng Yaoyang turned his head slightly, looking towards the calmly composed Han Muye.
This way, it seemed that his own master's behavior was actually quite normal.
"Get up, things remain but people change, no need for such grief," Han Muye said softly.
Things remain but people change.
That era had already passed.
"Master of Nine Mystic Peak, it is Xun Kuang's incompetence, unable to fulfill the entrusted task to guard the Heavenly Frost Hammer," Xun Kuang said without rising, bowing his head again.
Han Muye sighed lightly, shaking his head.