Four Seven Nine, Disaster Befalls the Witch Clan_3

However, upon further reflection, it made sense. The Dongsheng Divine Continent was once the main staple of the Prehistoric World, and the Beijulu Continent, who knows where it had strayed off to, the Ten Golden Crows could never have perished there.

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Underneath the East Union Spring, Jiang Chen opened his mouth and sucked in all of the Innate Sun energy that was hazy around the place. Then, he proceeded to walk toward the deepest part of the earth without hesitation.

There, a small dazzling sun quietly lay horizontally, emitting endless light and heat.

"Ah! I've advanced too quickly. As a result, the carcass of the Golden Crow has little effect on my current abilities." Jiang Chen sighed, looking at the last Golden Crow corpse.

Jiang Chen had already reached the realm of the Innate Dao Monarch, even if the Ten Golden Crows were still alive, they would at best be on the same level as him, let alone the fact they were already dead.