Purple blood danced throughout the sky, the wild wind howling past, seemingly weeping over the tragic fate of this generation's Iron Blood Emperor's son.
At this moment, Nangong Xingyu's pupils contracted violently, his face turning pale.
"Brother Nangong, you've just become the new Iron Blood Domain Master, and the Great Emperor even appointed you. You should be happy, so why such an expression?"
Xiao Ye flew over, smiling as he looked at Nangong Xingyu.
Nangong Xingyu was his friend, and now with him becoming the new Iron Blood Domain Master, it was a breath of fresh air, and he too was genuinely happy for him.
"This new generation Emperor's son is not simple..." Nangong Xingyu paused for a moment before slowly speaking in response to Xiao Ye's inquiry.
"Not simple?"
Xiao Ye was momentarily stunned, then recalled carefully and nodded.
He felt what Nangong Xingyu had pointed out.
