Chapter Forty-Seven: Life, Death, Withering, and Blooming

g is made, it fits perfectly.But Lei Zhanyan's punch landed with a resounding boom, but it was a hollow one.He immediately split his hands apart, tearing the cage of lightning. The lightning flickered...ill exists!As Jiang Wang swooped over the desperately struggling rat-like Gālan, forcibly igniting the Heavenly Demon Altar.The Sea of Ten Thousand Gods surged with chaotic waves.Thousands of waves cr...