The dark underground world, with its faint luminescence, was deathly silent, like a kingdom of the abyss.
In the midst of everyone's puzzled gazes, the young man named Zhou Dao appeared so out of place, as if he should not have existed in the vast world of mortals.
White-haired sending off the black-haired!?
Did he know who he was facing? What on earth was he talking about?
That was the Imperial Spirit Palace Master, like a god above, overlooking all living beings, with immense power reaching heaven and earth.
As for her child, he was the strongest disciple of this generation of the Imperial Spirit Palace, mysteriously powerful, with great momentum like the sky, and had long been seen as the most promising seed of this Primordial King Ceremony.
With such existence and background, Zhou Dao actually said such things about the Imperial Spirit Palace Master's white-haired sending off the black-haired in this underground world?