The most powerful demon god is like a silent mountain.
Before Him, a ninth-tier war god was as insignificant as dust.
"Stop looking."
Wuhen suddenly spoke, telling Ye Bai to stop.
Ye Bai showed no embarrassment whatsoever, and even nodded naturally, "Okay."
Clearly, Wuhen noticed the very first step that the old Chinese medicine doctor Ye Bai took in observing, listening, inquiring, and palpating.
Or rather,
Under the deliberate cover-up, the so-called success rate of those who despise others is nothing but a joke.
Ye Bai cursed inwardly:
Pah! Disgusting!
You think you deserve SSS-level talent?
I know you have questions you want to ask.
Wuhen said seriously,
"In this matter, although I do not support Xue Jiu's actions, I think what Xue Jiu said is very true."
The only way they could protect the Supreme Seeds was to delay them from learning the whole truth.
The people on the street stopped in their tracks, turned around, and looked towards the valley.
There, a terrifying aura is descending!
...
Deep within the valley, on the sacrificial array, having exhausted the angel race's savings of the past decades, they finally reached the final step.
A dazzling burst of colorful light erupted, spreading outwards accompanied by the aura of dragon power.
The beam of light shot into the sky, becoming the most dazzling point on the thirty-second floor.
"Ants, your sacrifice, your plea... I have heard you!"
The numerous powerful angels near the sacrificial formation, no matter how strong they were, were all suppressed by this dragon's might and unable to move!
The reward for sacrificing such a vast treasure was beyond imagination!
A powerful dragon spirit descended, accompanied by sacred whispers.
"I am the one who has climbed to the highest peak of the dragon race."
"I am the dragon who bears the most powerful curse after the apocalypse!"
A blurry dragon shadow appeared before the angels.
The dragon raised its head, its neck covered in a patch of seven-colored scales that shimmered with light.
Apart from this scale, the other scales were all glittering gold, the kind that would blind a dog.
"I was born in darkness, reigned supreme in the apocalypse, fell from the upper realms, and am destined to lead the dragon race to rise again..."
"I am—"
Filled with immense pride, Long Ying roared out his name.
"Golden Dragon of Greed!"
Such a grand entrance, coupled with the immense power of the dragon, shocked every angel present!
No one noticed that the black mist from the Supreme Abyss had already quietly departed, not daring to linger on the thirty-second floor.
The roar of the greedy golden dragon echoed over the valley, lingering for a long time.
"The strongest seed of humanity... Tremble! Fear! Submit to greed!"
The next moment, a swordsman in white appeared above the dragon, looking down at it.
Hearing Long Ying's words, the white-robed swordsman's lips curled slightly, his tone tinged with curiosity.
"oh?"
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