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.ple present were stunned.Because they sensed a special aura of righteousness pervading the air.The air seemed to be filled with a kind of ethereal energy.< Jun XiaoYao took out, was a bone! >The entir...