on changed, her eyes finally meeting his for the first time.Jun Xiaoyao's gaze was indifferent, not taking a step back.He casually glanced at Princess Longji's face veiled by mist, his tone indifferen...The pitch-black space rift was silently dissolving.

The water churned by the quake transformed into mist, a swirling cloud.

That day, the young master of the dragon clan, looked like he had some potential.

But in Jun Xiaoyao's eyes, it was nothing but a show, a gilded facade.tal Son did not hesitate, unleashing the power of the True Dragon Divine Ability directly.A golden dragon claw, as if cast from molten gold, tore across the heavens, ripping through the expanse of sky...