“You Know Him? Who Is He?”Chu Feng asked. That old man was simply too powerful. His body was covered in Great Dao fragments and his divine might was unrivalled.
“Of course I know him. His fame is illustrious and he is known as the Martial Madman who has swept across the northern Yang realm without a match. Who doesn’t know him? !”The nine Netherworld creature stared fixedly at the Golden Crack in the void.
That kind of imposing manner, that kind of dominance, it had only seen it once in the past and it would remember it for the rest of its life.
“I can’t believe that after my big brother and I both died, he’s still alive. He’s taken a step further. If My Big Brother doesn’t come out, there won’t be many people who can restrain him.”
The nine serenities God was in a low mood. It and its sworn brother had both died, but the person they had fought before was still alive, and he was so domineering.
How could it be in balance?