"I think my virtue is very good."
Tong Wuji said earnestly.
Qiankun Ancestor rolled his eyes: "You say it's good and it's good?"
Tong Wuji grinned.
The atmosphere seemed much lighter.
Ye Xuan looked at the mountains and rivers below, sighed: "Thirty million years have passed, yet there's not a bit of change."
Tong Wuji felt a tingling sensation on his scalp when he heard this, but then he felt it was normal.
This is Emperor Ye.
The sole leader of the Revenge Lineage's thirteen factions, who controls the entire Revenge Lineage, came here thirty million years ago; it's not surprising.
Although he thought so, Tong Wuji still couldn't help but be surprised.
Emperor Ye is Emperor Ye, always with countless secrets.
"Oh? Is that a Fox Immortal?"
During sky-controlling flight, Tong Wuji noticed creatures moving among the landscapes, unusually lively.
Indeed, the men were handsome, the women beautiful.
Frolicking in the mountains and forests.
