If they had not prematurely killed everyone and ended the night's historical process in the "One Day Prison" battlefield before,
but had witnessed the subsequent course of history, perhaps they would have found some clues."
Of course, there's no point in regretting such things, as hindsight is useless.
They could only meet and kill each time.
"Xiao Yuan, how is it?"
Beside him, his sister draped in fiery red palace robes, with eyes like painted strokes and light makeup on her lips, looked at him with concern.
Wang Yuan did not need to respond; in the neighboring hall, two joyful and high-pitched dragon roars resounded consecutively.
Suddenly, clouds and rain arrived unexpectedly.
Two True Dragons, one blue and one white intertwined their necks and ascended to the heavens, instantly transforming the sky above Yunjing City.
This caused the city's populace to kneel and worship, shouting, "King Jing's Heavenly Destiny!"
