After walking around the third level of the Demon Imperial Tombs, Feng Xia had seen far more truths than ordinary people.
To him, there was only one problem left.
Should they destroy the Qianyuan Myriad Formation, and risk being targeted by the mastermind, to give Xuanwu Kingdom and the human race a chance to rise up?
Or should they continue to stay in oblivion and wait for 1,000 years before the Supreme Demon Dragon Emperor resurrected and destroyed everything here?
"Then, make your choice."
At this moment, Feng Xia took a deep breath.
His gaze was fixed on Mo Lianque. His voice seemed to have penetrated through time and contained the power of an era.
Mo Lianque was stunned at first, then his expression gradually changed.
Some of the secrets that Feng Xia was telling him were already known to him, but there were also some that he had never heard of before!