The more Zhou Shu saw, the more he felt the power of the Xuan Ming Heavenly Kingdom.
Fortunately, there was a barrier between the ancestral land and the Xuan Ming Heavenly Kingdom. Otherwise, if the Xuan Ming Heavenly Kingdom barged in, how could the human race stop them?
"Brother!"
Zhou Shu suddenly heard a voice.
He was slightly stunned and looked in the direction of the voice.
"Did you call me?" Zhou Shu pointed at himself, his heart palpitating.
Not far away, a person of the Xuan Ming Heavenly Kingdom was waving at him.
Zhou Shu had casually modeled his current appearance after someone of the Xuan Ming Heavenly Kingdom he had seen before.
Does this person know the person I transformed into?
"Yes, you!" the person said.
Killing intent flashed across Zhou Shu's eyes as he took two steps toward this person. "What can I do for you?"