"Did they all perish together?"
Han Jue frowned and panicked.
Please don't tell me I died too…
How could this be…
Is it because I've made the Demon Emperor and the Heavenly Dao Buddha go mad?
Han Jue suddenly regretted it.
Crap!
I've implicated myself!
At this moment, Han Jue suddenly saw a figure.
The figure sat in the air, covered by sand. It was difficult to capture him.
Han Jue narrowed his eyes and his expression changed.
This person…
Long Hao!
This kid is the final winner of the calamity?
Han Jue immediately flew over and wanted to approach him.
Long Hao suddenly opened his eyes. The golden light above his head turned into dust and scattered. His black hair scattered and swayed in the wind. It turned white at a speed visible to the naked eye.