บท 573: The Kun Peng Game

The galaxy was resplendent, and the starry night was endless. The cool night wind blew away the noise of the mortal world and streaked across the mountains that were like a dark forest.

A white cloud flew over from the southwest. It went to a certain place in the imperial capital, but it was rather quiet.

On the cloud, Li Changshou sat quietly in front. He was dressed in a white robe and had a white beard. He was naturally the paper effigy that had appeared in the Shang Nation of the South Continent.

Behind Li Changshou, the "pure and holy" Heavenly Fiend, who had been tainted with too much Little Grief divine power, was curled up into a ball. Large drops of tears seeped into the clouds.

This…

How should I address this living being?

The Saint Devils and Saint Skyfiends were too domineering. Mei Wenhua's strength was not considered strong. At that moment, he did not know what mystical abilities she had.