Calculating Catching up on Old Times
"As for me, I will become the ruler of this Nine Regions Continent."
"After that, it will be the entire Greencloud Continent."
"After that, it will be the four seas and the eight wastelands."
"Lastly, the Three Realms and countless parallel dimensions will regard me as their master."
The powerful desire of the Stone Soul.
It came from the accumulation of tens of thousands of experts.
No wonder.
Under its control, Mo Yan had become neither human nor ghost, and his appearance had also undergone a huge change.
"You and Mo Yan are no different."
"A mortal wants to be on the same level as a god?"
The Thousand Year Stone Soul mocked.
Its voice changed a myriad of times.
It was a deep male voice.
Sometimes it was a high-pitched female voice.
Sometimes it was an ancient voice.
Strange.
However, it also felt incomparably harmonious.
"Perhaps, I can change my mind."