The massive power might directly cause the land of Chuyun to sink.
At this moment, on the spacious and flat mountaintop, snow-covered land, Ye Qingzhou sat cross-legged on a cold rock, surrounded by five Divine Weapons orbiting around him like satellites.
"Finally here, you're really slow."
"Ye Qingzhou!"
The Chuyun Three Saints were about to grind their teeth to dust.
The man before them was utterly shameless, choosing this place as the battlefield, blatantly gambling with the fate of all Chuyun.
"Now, it's your turn to hesitate like a rat."
Ye Qingzhou coldly laughed, looking at the Chuyun Three Saints, and the following Divine Eagle Michael and Baekje Arrow Saint Li Zaijun.
Faced with threats, he chose to overturn the table directly, and the land of Chuyun was that table.
"Ye Qingzhou, do you know what consequences will follow if Endless Mountain is detonated?"
