"Hehe, what a grand gathering, not just one ancient king has mobilized, indeed a remarkable achievement."
On the Three Thousand Greenstone Path, someone laughed, but there was no warmth, only a chilling sensation to be felt.
This place was full of fluttering flags and gathering of powerful individuals, the mist surging to the heavens, a glance revealing a dense sea of shadows, creatures of various races divided into several camps.
The Dark Child, Jun Tao... one after another, if word of this spreads, it will definitely shake the world of the powerful. Their origins are terrifying, yet today they gathered together for a unified action.
"Desolate, inherently vicious, ravaging various races, hands stained with blood, all races are displeased, today we're united to eliminate him, it's considered a fortunate matter." Someone spoke.
"Heh heh..."
Not far away, atop a gigantic skull stood a figure, whose laughter resembled wolves, tigers, and leopards, making one's scalp tingle.
