Iron Egg's body emitted a dense killing intent that was extremely frightening.
Qu Zhu was slightly embarrassed and asked, "Then what should I call you?"
Iron Egg snorted coldly and said, "Call me Asura."
Qu Zhu, who was at the side, didn't know whether to laugh or cry. He waved his hand and didn't say anything else.
No one had a concrete understanding of Iron Egg's strength, and no one dared to provoke him.
The next day.
Monk Hongxi came to Fengzhu Mountain.
He stood in front of Qin Yu and the others and said slowly, "The thick fog in the North Plain has dispersed."
Hearing this, everyone suddenly stood up and asked anxiously, "How is it?"
Monk Hongxi said slowly, "The North Plain has indeed suffered a heavy blow. Large areas of land have been turned into ruins. Rumor has it that the iceberg where the Lord of North Plains is located is also riddled with holes."