Looking at the Red Sun Emperor before him, strangely stepping into the tenth tier, retreating back to the ninth tier...
Each time bringing a tremor to the earth, he was like a beautiful nebula, rapidly blooming, then swiftly returning, elegantly extending his body like a jellyfish.
"So beautiful!" Emperor Chang's expression was somewhat intoxicated, his mind captivated.
"Pseudo tenth tier... is there such a flashy routine?" Xibo beside him abruptly turned serious: "Did you see the Divine Object by his side?"
"I'm not blind," Magaras retorted sarcastically.
Xibo said: "Every time he blasts the Divine Object, then absorbs and destroys it... the whole person seems mysterious yet carries a sense of balance."
"No need for you to say, I saw it."
Magaras was somewhat fascinated looking at this Red Sun Emperor, who was nothing more than a mortal leader of an era, not to mention for them.
The four of them together couldn't even beat Emperor Chang.
