Ye Yun's words were rather ambiguous.
It was somewhat considerate to leave the Chaos Supreme some dignity.
Mainly, he didn't want to shock the world. After all, in that battle at the Valley of Sky Burial, when the Heaven-Slaying Sword appeared, even the Heavenly Dao fled in panic.
Such matters were limited to him and the seven Supremes.
He didn't want to tell anyone.
"Hand it over..."
"Very familiar..."
Li Luo murmured to himself, catching two key phrases.
According to his judgment, although the realm of this youth in white was not high, the tone of his words indicated that this person was definitely not a disciple of the Chaos Supreme.
This person and the Chaos Supreme seemed more like a pair of friends.
Thinking about it, Li Luo felt somewhat enchanted.
The dignified Chaos Supreme, what kind of powerful entity is that, how could they become friends with this young man?
A sudden flash of insight hit him, and Li Luo shivered.
