but,

Just as Mishe escaped from the sea thousands of miles away.

His figure suddenly stopped.

Mixiu narrowed his eyes, and his blood-stained robes were hunting in the sea breeze.

Although he was embarrassed and miserable, his pressure as a demigod still existed, and he was still one of the top existences in the world.

However, Mishe's heart was thrilled at this moment.

He looked into the distance, where the waves were constantly frozen,

Kakka...

The ice crystals are like souls, covering thousands of miles of seas, constantly covering them.

And above the ice crystal, there is a graceful figure, noble and arrogant.

Standing on the iceberg piled with ice crystals, looking down at Mishe.

The aura of the demigod, even the breath of the true god, made Mixiu's mind tremble, and a hint of disbelief appeared deep in his eyes.

He looked at the graceful figure overlooking him.

Take a breath.
Chapter completed!