Chapter 392: Xingtian's Dance of Defiance (3K)

The moment the faint laughter sounded, both the soaring dragon and the bronze demon disappeared, leaving only the divine projection in a imperial robe slowly walking towards him.

He patted the bronze sword on his shoulder, as if sizing up Li Changhe.

"The Book of Heaven? I see." The projection let out a low chuckle, reaching out for Li Changhe.

The blue fire surged, lightning arched, Li Changhe drew out the Sin Dragon Mo Blade. However, the will of desperation didn't trigger in the face of the divine projection of the Yellow Emperor. It seems that the other party meant no harm.

Li Changhe felt that this mission was worthwhile, surprisingly meeting two ancestors silently. If he could maintain a good relationship with them, he reckoned it wouldn't take long to pound the Blood River into the ground.

The next second, Li Changhe suddenly felt a lot lighter.