A Wise Man Must Ceaselessly Strive
Editor: Nyoi-Bo Studio
King Tiandao went up to the pagoda. His willpower entered into it, causing it to rotate. Golden light fell upon it like bolts of lightning.
Outside the pagoda, the divine golden dragon was circling it, slowly materializing into what looked like a real dragon.
Images of more pagodas fell continuously onto Ye Futian's massive figure.
All was dead silent throughout the vastness of the sky.
Everyone was watching the scene unfolding before them.
This was the bet between Emperor Li and Ye Futian. It would probably determine the Imperial Advisor's fate.
The Imperial Advisor of Dali Dynasty looked at the figure in front of him. The once handsome youth had become incredibly large and tall. It seemed that he was trying to protect the old man.
A hurricane swept over towards them, making his white hair fly in the wind.