However, a sliver of divine sense was only just that. When this sliver of divine sense was completely exhausted, the battle prowess of the Black Tower would also fall.
After all, a Heavenly Venerate Tool was still forged by a Heavenly Venerate, so the strongest was still the Heavenly Venerate.
A figure walked out of the Black Tower. It could clearly be distinguished that this was not a real person, but rather a shadowy image that had been formed from countless points of light.
"Yuan Sheng!" Shang Zhiwei wept. To think that she could still see the man that she had yearned for day and night after being separated for eight epochs… She was practically mad with excitement.
Meanwhile, the large black dog was barking loudly, and was also howling at the skies.