s of warriors in glittering gold armor, wielding golden swords and spears, radiating an air of vitality.Even the weakest among them are saints."That's... the Golden Winged Guard of Mount Sun God!" som...The pitch-black space rift was silently dissolving.

The water churned by the quake transformed into mist, a swirling cloud.

That day, the young master of the dragon clan, looked like he had some potential.

But in Jun Xiaoyao's eyes, it was nothing but a show, a gilded facade.t curse power surged towards Jun Xiaoyao.Even the Chaos Venerable would be unable to withstand this blow.If it were to be tainted, the curse's power would cling to you like a leech, relentlessly pursu...