For some reason, a touch of unease colored Wu Wang's heart.
He understood that if he made even the slightest mistake, the entire continent would be destroyed...
At this moment, far away on the Ancient Martial Continent, which was also bathed in green light, Murong Qingchu stood with his hands behind his back, his cold eyes deeply looking at the sky in front of him.
"Has something happened on the continent? Perhaps, I should use my last ability to make a prediction."
He slowly closed his eyes...
In his mind, there was a battlefield, where a powerful Demon Beast, as enormous as a great mountain, loomed.
The beast looked extremely fierce, with ferocious fangs like those of a gorilla and sinister green eyes that sent chills down one's spine with just a glance...
And in front of the giant beast stood a woman of breathtaking beauty.
