At this moment, the gaze of the White Demon is vacant.
His face is filled with disbelief, that white face slightly twisted.
How could it be? How could there be a Founding Realm powerhouse in this Starry Universe?
"And... it's a Late Stage Expert in the Founding Realm! How could it be??" The White Demon's eyes were stunned, muttering to himself.
Tai Chu stepped forward, his terrifying momentum casting a vast shadow. His Taoist robe fluttered in the wind, his long hair scattered, embodying the look of an immortal with a Taoist aura.
He said calmly, "I heard Yilin Dao Friend mention you before... parasitic Era-Ancient Civilizations in the Starry Universe? You bunch of scoundrels, never honest enough to return to your own universe, always thinking of plundering others' belongings?"
"Now... it is no longer your Era."
"Hehehe... Hahaha!" The previously dazed White Demon suddenly laughed, coldly watching Tai Chu ahead. He seemed to possess a certain confidence.
