"Jidou! We have not offended the Taiwei Constellation, so why do you keep ruining things for us!"
[Yang Lord] Chang Cheng glared angrily, his eyes blazing as his body turned into nine great suns, scorching the heavens and boiling the seas.
Beneath his feet, the Space-Time River roared, every drop evaporating, revealing the shattered chaotic void below.
Anger churned within Chang Cheng's heart, his eyes, burning with golden Dao flames, fixated on the direction of Xuanqing and the Destruction Demon God's battle.
First, the starry sky's great tribulation was suppressed by the Taiwei Heavenly Emperor, and now the fierce beast's tribulation was interfered with by the Taiwei Constellation. The path of the Great Dao has been repeatedly cut off. How can one not hate?
Yet, Zhen Yuanzi casually flicked his sleeve in response.
"Noisy!"
Zhen Yuanzi coldly snorted, and with a sweep of his sleeve, the entire sky suddenly changed color.
