Over time, Wang Hao became completely immersed in the mystery of the Dragon God Power, unable to extricate himself.
However, at some unknown point, he suddenly felt a very bad feeling inside, increasingly hard to ignore, making him agitated.
"What on earth is happening? Can't I finish this all at once? It's a critical moment now. I need to figure out some key points of the Dragon God Power. I can't focus my core strength right now."
Finally, he seemed completely unable to tolerate it. Wang Hao suddenly opened his eyes, angrily complaining as he began to delve into the roots of the issue.
At this moment, a very familiar aura also surfaced in his mind.
Especially in these atmospheres that are as familiar as two peas, the three people were completely identical, without any differences, which made him very upset.
"Is there a smell of Ulama? And there are three? Is it..."
