lenge oneself beyond one's current rank is harder than reaching the sky.But for Jun Xiaoyao, this is not an impossible thing."You little monster, you really think I can't control you" The Flame Serpen...The pitch-black space rift was silently dissolving.

The water churned by the quake transformed into mist, a swirling cloud.

That day, the young master of the dragon clan, looked like he had some potential.

But in Jun Xiaoyao's eyes, it was nothing but a show, a gilded facade.y, there were more than just one piece.However, his other weapons, during the battle against Emperor Dao,Directly, man and weapon were crushed by the Emperor's palm.So there was only this, the Doutian...