e Zisheng Pavilion, are truly no better than ants.They remained impassive, their eyes devoid of emotion as they unleashed wave after wave of arcane energy. Each strike decimated thousands upon thousan...As soon as these words were spoken, Anran's expression changed.

"That's right, you're being so noisy! You won't stop talking. Don't you want to get beaten up" Han MiaoYi's right eye flashed red light as she clenched her fists and threatened, "The Master allows you to stand here, it's already your good fortune!"

An Ran's face became even worse.

As a Holy King, he was considered high-ranking within the Holy Academy system. In the past, he lived a life of luxury and comfort, receiving respect and preferential treatment wherever he went.

But today, at Fang Yu's place, he suffered repeated setbacks and even faced ridicule and humiliation!

"he final battle on Mount Heavenly Dao!This battle, whether in the history of today or in the words spoken by the Primordial Sovereign himself, was the last battle between the human and demon races.Aft...